"I talked into the soft auburn curls that covered her ear. "Stop, Kate." A long pause when she did not stop crying – long sobs interspersed with gas...s for air. "Stop! You don't need to be upset ... I know. I know ... I know that Stefan Frederik Franz 'Fritz' von Wurtenberg is alive. That he is 83, now ... I've known since you offered to have my babies, three years ago."She snuffled her tears to a standstill. She pushed me back to arm's length. "How ... I mean ... What ... If you ... Do you. It was wild as her teeth were touching my clitoris occasionally. I dint mind that as I was enjoying the view of her thighs and ass by the way she was lying on bed.I brought my legs together like holding her head tight, and she started to chew my vagina even more wildly. Aaaahhn nadiaa…. Your doing great, its turning me on a lot, please go on. As she was chewing my vagina, I removed my top and started squeezing my boobs and pinching my nipples. I was feeling my thighs with my hands, we dint know. It was Friday morning, April 12th, 1912. The great ship had less than 3 days to live.Sarah and William spent most of the next two days together, getting to know each other. The ship had no pre-planned activities, each passenger was left to their own devices to amuse themselves. There was a reading and writing lounge and a library. A fencing room, a squash court. Turkish baths, the gymnasium and the smoking lounges. Mostly though, you could find Sarah next to William, strolling the deck,. Tabhi who mani and phir se ghusane ki koshis kiya .. Tabhi me usse mere upper bulaya.Tabhi who dheere dheere ghusane ki koshis kar rhi thi tabhi me direct us ski chut me ghusha liya… .. Tabhi mera lund uski seal tod ti hui pura andar ghush gya… who pura ro padi…. Muhh se ahhhh…. Ki awaz nikal gyi… .. Jaisze bahar koi na sune me usko kiss karne laga… kuch der baad jab who saant hui tab me. Usko dheere dheere stroke dene laga… who sirf yes… yes…,,, pro… do it faster…grind my pussy .. Jst.