Vo boli haath hatao.Vo boli tume kya laga mje nhi pata tum subh mere sath kya kr rhe the.Mere boobs ko cho rhe the namkeen ke bahane se.Fir vo boli pa...a hai meri panty me abi bhi namkeen hai or vo nikal nhi paa rhi hai. Shayad ander chali gyi hai.Tum nikal doge?Me samaj gya ki ye to line de rhi hai . Vo boli “tumhara lund bhut bada hai .Mene aajtak aisa bhi dekha. Me ise choo sakti ho??”Mene kaha sure.Mera poora lund Tamanna ke hath me tha or vo use hilane lagi or boli jb ghar me jawaan ladki. The thought made her a little jealous, but only because she wished they'd known each other as teenagers so she could have snuck in too. He was a handsome man, suave and well put-together, with green eyes and a square jaw, and a sly, knowing way of smirking at her that instantly got her panties wet. He was tall and broad shouldered and his visits to the gym showed. She loved their 'date night,' seeing him in his suit, with his tie off and shirt unbuttoned. Sexy, on top of being her best. " You're lying again. You were drinking you stupid little bitch. I can smell the alcohol. You smell like you've done nothing but hang out in a bar for a fucking week!"I cry out in pain as he closes his fingers around my throat even more. There's a sharp *SMACK* as he slaps me right across the face. I gasp as the right side of my face starts to sting horribly."Now you see, if you had come home on time. I would have fucked you, you insolent bitch, but you weren't here! I found someone else. Get. It was one of the best French kisses I had in a while and my hands were exploring her soft boobs and ass in between. I pulled her suit and she gave me access to her big boobs which was milky and nipples were already erected outside. I sucked her boob and pressed the other one with lots of passion while she unhooked my jeans and took out my dick and started to press on it. It was such a great session and I wanted to fuck her that moment. She was moaning while I was sucking the boobs. I went on.