M boli ki tu jo chahta h hum wo krenge bta kya chahiye tujhe usne kha ki use hum dono k sath sex krna h par di ne use ek thappad jad diya aur boli ki ...u ye kya kah rha h m ya nhi krungi chahe kuch b ho jaaye…Tujhe btana h mom ko to btade aur itna kahkar wo bathroom me ghus gyi…Naveen mujhe daatne laga aur bola ki tumhari wajah se mujhe thappad pda maine use sorry bola but wo nhi mana fir maine uske lip pe kiss krdiya aur pent k upar se he uska lund masalne lagi tabhi bathroom ka door open hua. Frank was motionless with hands on his hips his back arched pushing his hips forward for several minutes. Suddenly his hand slapped her ass. Jessie continued rocking back and forth on his cock. Again Frank slapped her ass, Jessie seemed to push back harder against him. This continued, Frank slapping her ass more frequently for the next couple of minutes, until Jessie collapsed. Frank pulled his cock out and began stroking it. Jessie rolled over smiling as he stroked his cock inches from her. And he came home tired and would often fall asleep in his chair while he waited for dinner.Donna knew the pressure Michael was under, and she had tried to be patient and understanding at first. But a woman has needs and when your husband comes home so tired he’s lucky he made it home at all, sexual urges often take a back seat.So it was for Donna. She loved Michael and wouldn’t dream of cheating on him, but her sexual drive was at its peak and it was hard to ignore the yearning in her. This is your life now. when you come home you come home to me, now take it all" with one last big pull on handfuls of my hair. Imagining this, I put the suction cup against my palm and looked up towards the ceiling - with one, carefree, confident motion, I shoved the entire dildo down my throat, the bottom row of my teeth hitting the balls, my tongue squirming around them to tickle the rim of the suction cup. In the mirror, my throat bulged out, and I moaned. Not a sensual moan, but a.