It was so easy for him to move inside of me. i was so ready. i gasped and then moaned. he felt so good. (did his cock feel like this too?) he moved hi... hips up and down slowly at first. i was insistent and grabbed at his ass. i was grunting, pulling him deep. (is this how deep he would push into his wife?) i was moaning, feeling him inside of me, feeling his width on the sides of my walls. i guess i was a bit more aggressive than usual. my husband stopped for a moment. i moaned out 'please fuck. Damn, I am such a klutz. Jessie put her glass in the sink and turned off the kitchen light. Unable to see in the dark, she carefully made her way back to her room. Half way there she bumped into her father. He was going to the kitchen and they hadn't seen each other in the dark. Jessie instinctively wrapped her arms around him so she wouldn't fall. He was not wearing a shirt, so her hard nipples were grinding into his bare chest. After a long moment, when she could swear she felt something. ” he then yelled, “rati! Get us two vodka you bitch”“ji malik.” rati said.“Why’s rati calling you malik?” I asked.“You’ll see.” usman said with a wry smile.In a few seconds, rati came with 2 glass of vodka She was wearing a black leather teddy, made up of straps rather than a contiguous material. There was a gap for the boobs to hang Out, and the teddy was also crotch less. Her shaved pussy was visible through a triangular hole in the teddy. And she turned, I saw that the back only had a few. "Okay," she said, stopping giving me head. "But I want to ride you." I lay on my back on the ottoman and she straddled me, lowering herself onto my throbbing column. "Oh God, oh yes," she groaned as I filled her and she slowly rocked her hips back and forth. Soon her cadence intensified, her hair whirling around and the look on her face one of pure ecstasy. I played with her tits, gently twisting each pink jewel. She arched her back to feel every inch of me, a moan following each bounce. I.