Main bohat khush hogai q k aj meri barso se piyasi chot ki opening hone wali thi. Rat 3 bje obaid mere room me aya main nude ho k soti hn. Garmi ki wa...h se mene blanket b nhi lia tha main pori nangi obaid k samne thi use nhi maloom tha main jag rhai ho. Wo gate pe khara night bulb ki light main mere nangi jawani ke maze le rha tha or apna lund sehla rha tha wo mere pas aa k let gaya or mere boobs se khelne laga uffff uske hath lagate hi main to garam hogai meri choot angara bngaiPhir usne mere. Adam gets off and Neil is right there to replace him. He hooks his elbow around her neck and drags her into the barn. Adam trails behind. Neil tosses her onto the hard wood floor. She scrambles back as best she can with pleading eyes, “Please,” she begs, “please stop, please don’t.” Neil grins a wide grin. Advancing he pounces on her, “Go ahead, beg, it just turns me on,” he says laughing. He gets up and kneels behind her head, forcing her shoulders into the ground. Adam approaches brandishing. I wasn't keen but thought I better comply and she handed me the packet.As I began to open it I turned to Dave and said 'don't just stand there keep her wanting me clean her juices up lick her pussy while I get ready. Reluctantly he did as he was instructed as I got the condom so the time telling him to prepare his wife for my cock. Then when I was ready I pulled her tights off completely spreading her so wide my cock nudging against her lips 'Dave look into your wife's eyes watch her as my cock. One day my father gave me an envelope which he said had to be urgently delivered by hand to his brother-in-law. I was given the fare to travel up to London from the suburbs by bus. It was nearly five o'clock when I eventually reached Uncle Guy's shop in Soho, called Bijou Ephemera. Its garishly-illuminated shop window featured all manner of bric-a-brac: antique jewellery, old china, leather-bound railway almanacs, split-crotch panties, mildly erotic Edwardian postcards and some very naughty.