To us dukan Wale ne pucha ki wo bhi tujhe chodta h kya.To maa boli ni yr. Kah??? Sale ko bhut line di bt kch smajhta hi ni. To wo bola kU…namard h k...a. Maa ne kaha pata ni..fir usne maa ke hoth pe apne hoth rakh diye. Karib 15 min tk unki kiss chalte rahi. Wo maa ke boobs data rha tha..r maa pant ke uper se hi uska Lund sehla rai thi.Fir usne maa ki sari upar di r fir blouse. R maa ke boobs ko choosne laga. Bra ke uper se hi…Maa uske baalon me hath fer rha tha.fir usne maa ko leta diya. R maa. Hank gave her a bucket and a rice brush. When she came to the kitchen, Sam was waiting for her, with the pipe clamp and chain they used on her earlier as collar and leash. Sam closed the metal band around her neck, catching the last link of the chain, and tightened it with a portable drill. He then attached the other end of the chain to the bolt in the floor.--- "Get to work, whore."She filled her bucket with soapy water, went on her knees and started to scrub the floor, with her ass sticking. Just using his lips and tongue, he presses up so he is against Emma’s slit and begins to lick her. Starting at her clit, he works backward over her dripping slit and then presses up into her vag before moving on to rim her asshole.He moves back to where he started. He goes on this way, his face getting so sticky wet from all of Emma’s discharge as she moans with pleasure at his innate ability to know just where to touch, with just the right pressure to give Emma the most sexual satisfaction.. "Please," I begged. "Marry me. I can't live without you." Because I show you my boobs, occasionally?" She cupped and lifted them."Put your shirt back on and I'll ask you again," I said."What if I don't want to marry you?" she asked, jutting her chin out."Then I'll be devastated. I'll be crushed. I'll waste away and become a feeble old man." Your brain is already feeble," she growled."No it's not. I'm sharp as a tack. I know what I'm doing. I know I can't be happy without you in my life." I can.