God ... oh, fuck! Our man is turning me into dessert! I’m being licked like an ice cream cone ... Oh, damn!” Kara told Dana before my girlfriend g...ve my wife a tongue kiss at least partly to shut her up ... and partly just to enjoy her sweet mouth.“Yeah, damn, your husband is amazing ... I love how he lets me control the pace right now ... I love him ... I love you ... I love this!” Dana exclaimed, “I want him to knock me up, knock you up, too!”“Oh, fuck, did you have to say that?” I groaned,. In my family we are four members my father, mother, sister and me. We are living a small town and we are belong a poor family our financial condition is not good. My father mostly lived out of town for business. This story started before 15 days. Meri sister puja ek din gar ke aagan me naha rahi thi usi time main school se gar aya mother market gayi thi main ander gaya to mera hos ud gaya maine dekha ki puja nangi hokar naha rahi thi uska face dusre taraf tha es liye vo mujhe nahi dekh saki. His hands push my legs apart and I grasp the sides of the table as he starts to trail soft wet kisses down my stomach and along my inner thighs. I’m whimpering already. His tongue ever so gently trails up until it meets that area that is now so swollen and sensitive. His tongue licks me from top to bottom before circling around my clit. I moan although trying to contain myself. My fingers are digging into the table even harder and I can feel that familiar fire ignite inside me. ‘Now Phil.. He wore a black, single-breasted coat, which met in the middle with a single button and curved away to a pair of tails in the back. His black waistcoat matched his coat. He forsook wearing a long tie as he despised them and opted to wear a charcoal grey cravat instead. He wore a white shirt with a winged collar and double-cuffs. His formal striped trousers were black and charcoal grey and held up by a pair of braces. On his hands, he wore a pair of black kid leather gloves and on his feet were.