“‘Aaahhh mami aap to pahle se kahin jyada tasty lag rahi ho” mene kaha.“Achha” mami ne mere balon me haath ghumate hue kaha.“Han mami boho...” mene unke hothon par jibh ghumate hue kaha.“To mujhe khub test karo aaj jese tum chaho wese”Mami ke itna khane ke baad me unki gardan par jor jor se kiss karne laga or apne ek haath se unke boobs dabane laga.Fir me jhat se utha or apne saare kapre nikal diye or fir mami ko bhi nanga kar diya. Unhe fir se peeth ke bal letaya or unki nipples ko chusne laga.. We don't have a safe-word. She is my safe-word. She has 100% of my trust. So once she feels like i'm okay and I've agreed and given consent, it's "game on" until she wants it to stop.She straddled my lap, facing me and caressed my check softly. Just on the edge of tickling. And then without a word of warning gave me a playful slap.It was that same feeling i got in the car. Like i lost myself for a few moments."Are you okay?" she askedI couldn't form words, but i nodded my head "yes"."Did you. . suck you ... BLACK DICK!”Susan struggled to spit out a coherent thought at this point because she was mad with desire, faced with two of the three biggest cocks she had ever seen.Jamal placed his dick in her mouth and she began slobbering all over his beautiful cock, not sure in her distracted state how to best take advantage of her position, half in, half out of the water. She settled on his gorgeous knob, working it with her tongue and lips. She didn’t think it could possibly get harder but. .She-tor tho nunu ta boro hya gacha ra ...lojja hocha naki.amar kacha ki lojja. Me- na serom arom hya jai .o kichu na.She- orom hoii amio jani. Ata normal..dia ki koris Me- ki korbo.She- ki korbo jana na jano...kba bar koris...Me-ekbar She - ara lojja pawar ki acha..meyerao masturbation kora ra ...Me-oo tui o kortis.She-hmm..kortm...koii dakhi tor ta kotho boro...Me- hmm..dakh for kacha ki lojja..She - valoi tho mota lomba...Me- tora ki vave koris .She-amra fingureing kori. Me-ooohh...ki.