Main muskurayi to unhone mujhe apni aur kheech liya aur mere honth choomne lage… Mera hath abhi bhi unke lund pe tha… Kya mast mota lund tha… Wo... 1 bhuke kutte ki trah mere hoth chum rahe the kaat rahe the…. Maine bola araam se kijiye chacha ji… Woh bola aaj aaram nhi hoga… Bade time baad tere jaisa kadak maal mila ha..Ab tak to main bahar ki khuli chut wali randiyo se hi kaam chala rha tha.Maine chacha ki lungi khol di. Chacha ke lund size acha tha aur kaafi mota bhi tha… Maine chacha k lund. My eyes locked on her pussy. The heady aroma of her sex hit me at that same moment."Close the fucking door Henry, or whatever the hell your name is."I closed the fucking door. Now I've seen weird shit before, but nothing like this! My jaw gaped as I could only stare at her working that banana in and out, in and out.A bunch of bananas lay next to her. No shit! Musta been two, three dozen of 'em."That's my name alright," I managed to get out without choking."Well, my name's Joanne," she said,. I thought I would have barged in, however I instantly had an erection. I watched through the gap in the door, as he fucked her mouth. I could see her gagging, but she couldn’t get enough of it. I took my cock out of my trousers and started to wank, because I was so fucking horny – the sight of seeing my boyfriend fuck someone else, let alone a woman was get my horny. You could see he was quite clumsy, but she soon took him under her wing as she straggled his cock, she gasped as she lowered. The shops knew how to circulate their merchandise to accommodate tourists. Since it was the beginning of the Fall season, many people from across the country were gathering to witness the beauty of leaves changing color. Aligail didn’t blame them. The scenery was beautiful. Reds, yellows, oranges, browns, greens all painted the landscape, appealing to every eye. And then, as Winter would inevitably set in, the endless snow would pile onto the hillsides to create a wondrous image. The Spring is.