Mi : (ho agdi manasarkh bolalat maza tr mast yete aani bolan pn chalat rahat manatal share kart maza karayla awadel mala pn).Leela mami : mi aata madh...sh masti madhe zawnya yogya zale hote he tu olakhle. Mhanun tu kapde kadhun nagda zala pan maje kapde tasech hote.Leelamami : mi khali tond khupsun kamuk hunkar bharu lagle hote. Mi jor jorat shwas ghet hote. Aata rangel mamila v zawnar hota.Mi : mi tumchi mast gubgubit masal pust gand baghun vedyasarkh tyache chumban ghet chatayla suru kel.. She gasped and her hole opened up, I pushed my finger in two knuckles deep. Pain was on her face immediately and she let out a pained moan.> > Hmm, she’s trying to hold the pain in, she didn’t scream like the other; maybe she’s trying to outshine her. Oh well, I still get to see the pain on her face, I don’t want to hurt her too much either, I want her to come back of her own will. > Found her g-spot, I think two fingers should do the trick, she’s already close, now is the time. I pushed my. Fuck!” Timothy came in Maria’s mouth and filled her mouth with all his cream. She swallowed it all down for him. He was then playing with his balls as he was coming. I then reached down into a bag and pulled out the double dong. Maria got comfortable with the pillow on her back and I sat in front of her. I put one end of the dong into her pussy and then the other end of the dong into my pussy. We both were able to get a lot of it inside of our cunts. We both were getting off together. We were. She had that dark, earthy quality, and was quite delightful in her exotic beauty, and yet she seemed downcast, and frankly unhappy.I thought that I would break the ice, "Miss, what's your name?".I knew that English is a fairly common language in India, to bridge the many native peoples with their various tongues, so I naturally expected her to understand me."Devi, sir.", she nervously answered."You don't need to call me 'sir', Devi. My name is Gustavo.", I told her."Thank you, Gustavo, but I am.