Garima boli kyo saale kutte…Apni kutiya ko itna hi pel payga…Abbi bhi meri choot mein too jhada nahi hai,..Aaja pel apna lund yaha…Maine ussr tu...ant dhakka mmra aur peeth k bal lita diya…Gaand ke niche ak takiya lagaya aur bola….Saali randi kutiya…Teri bur aaj mein faadta hun…Dekh tere jija ka lauda kaise teri choot ka bhosda banata hai…Ab uski choot main maine lauda pela aur zabardast dhakke lagaye…Garima cheekh rhi thi…Aahhhhhh mujhe raandi banna hai…Main chudakkad hun….Aaaahhhhhmujhe chod. .. for simply begging for mercy. Veronicaturned him round and made him stoop and sit on it.She had changed from the way she was dressed while kissing him sosensuously half an hour earlier. Now she was in a cream blouse thatseemed to have a peachy tinge to its silky material. It had a largenotched collar that parted just below her bust, so that her breasts weretemptingly visible in their cleavage, while its sleeves billowed aroundher and buttoned along cuffs to her hands. On either side of the. She did tellme she had another movie we would watch soon, a brutal movie that i mightenjoy but i would watch it even if it meant i was tied up in a chairfacing the screen with my eyes taped open. And i knew she meant it. Thefollowing sunday evening i was in a tight dress as we watched the movie,both of us on the loveseat. The movie was about 2 lesbians who abducted amiddle age lady and forced her to serve them as they wished. Miss Brittslowly put her arm around me and began playing with my. He looks at me lovingly and says: “relax” and I do. His dick pushes into me, and I fell like he’s ripping me apart. It slides down; he groans, he’s frustrated and he tries again. This time the head makes it in, and my ass is on fire, I can feel the tears growing in my eyes. He stops, leans down and kisses me for a while, I rub my clit vigorously with the bullet. I start to forget about his head in my ass. He pushes in a little further, and my tears flow. “Are you ok?” he asks. “Yeah” I.