It never occurred to me that his guy had something to do with the ad. I looked in my house mail box day after day hoping to at least get some kind of...replay. Even if who ever posted the ad said we didn't qualify. A week went by with no reply. Still I had the feeling someone was spying on me and Jay agreed with me. Both of us couldn't be loosing our minds about having the feeling of being followed. Two weeks went by and still nothing in the mail. I had pretty much given up hearing from. Mari maa dekhna ma sunder hai gand or nipple mota hai story.Mara papa ka business hai ma papa ka sath unke business ma help katha hoi jab bahi papa kam ka liya bahr jata tu ma ghar ma raha ker mummy ka sath masti karth is baar bhi papa ko 1 week ka liya bahra jana tha ma apnaDaddy ka jana ka time aya mana papa ko airport ma choda barish bhoot joor se ho rahi thi ma jaldi se ghar poochna ke soch raha tha or sath he sath mummy ka sath sex ka maja lena ka prog bana rahatha or home pocha ma kitchen. Mummy ne usse dhakka de dekar uska lond bahar nikala or bahut saari laar us k lond pe lipti hui the. Imraan hanste hue”hum to aise hi chodte hai ‘ ab tmahre log to bas chut maari or jhad gaye mummy poori nangi hi farsh pe padi hui the or wo mummy k sharir par pesaab karne laga. Mummy ye kiya kar raha hai abhi to nahai the” imraan-are drame mat kar bosdi ki, pee ja ise mummy padi padi hi uska pesaab jo unki chuchi or mooh pe pada tha chaatne lagi wo niche betha or mummy ko ulta kar diya mummy ne. Soon it was fully in, all 11 inches…Anthony embraced his wife. One hand was fondling her nipple while the other was stroking her vulva lips and the nub of the clit. Lena moved her pelvis slowly towards him and then back. He was on the verge when the timer of the bread maker signaled the dough was ready.-Let me go, - Lena asked. – I need to roll out the paste.Anthony released her pulling the cock out reluctantly. Lena got off the phallus and started rolling out the dough. Then she stuck her butt.