.dono pagal kutte ki mafik kar rahe the aysa wo 6-7 min tak kiya. Ab maine uska sabse sundar foot ko chat ne laga . uske bad chut ko main khane laga u...ka seal tuti nahi thi, aj may todne wala hun.mine jiv se uska chut ko sehlane laga aur wo haahaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh uuuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii maaaaaaaaaaaaa mar jaungi me ahhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnn anhhaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa uska awaj sunke mujhe aur chad gaya uska pink pink nipple ko chote bacche ki tarah khane laga..may bola maderchod randi. She caressed her breasts, taking pleasure in their weight and softness, and gently parting the folds of her pussy, she began to masturbate, excited by the idea that someone might be watching. Her eyes closed, and lost in these new delights of blatant public sexual display, she didn't notice that Jan had entered the cubicle with her. When he pushed her hand aside, she almost melted with pleasure at the exquisite sensations his long masculine fingers excited within her cunt, and he had to hold. "No? Then what is this?" His hand was still on my crotch, and I did not have the will to move it away. He made me feel like I was under his control in some way, and in some way, I kind of liked the feeling. It made me feel weak and vulnerable, and girlish."Please Jerry, don't touch me like that?" Hey girl, I do not see you pushing my hand away " He grinned lasciviously at me. He knew the power that he was having over me, and I knew that he knew it. I did not want to feel like this, but I did. The head of it felt so nice sliding deep inside me. In my mind, as I lifted my hips, I looked down to watch as my pussy grasped at his shaft. It was deliciously wicked. When I slid back down on him, his cock filled me again like no one ever had before. I was fucking my daddy. I was his girl. He was using his hands to help me fuck him.I rode him until I started cumming, which didn’t take long. He came with me, filling me with his sperm. I could feel his cock jerking deep inside me as his cum.