V dekhane lagi magar mera dhyan t.V par nahi tha aur mera und bhai khada ho gaya tha mene pajame se lund ka ubhar saf dikha raha tha jo bhabhi ne dekh... liya tha fir bhabhi mujse bate karne lagi k tumari koi gf he ??Mene kaha nahi he to bhabhi boli kyu??Mene kaha aap jesi koi mili nahi ab tak to usne pucha mujme kya acha laga to mene ne kuch nahi kaha to usne vapas puch to mene kaha ki aap bura man jaogi to vo boli nahi manudi batao to mene batadiya aapke boobs aur aapki gand jab aap chalti he. "Here, huh?" she asked, her eyes fixed on his virile, hard, bucking cock.Licking her lips slowly again, she felt the surge of desire in her loins that doomed her. Bennet wasn't the sort of man she normally would want to fuck, but this was different. Just thinking about Mr. Bennet had gotten her hot. Now she needed his cock inside her trembling pussy, fucking her for as long as possible to get her off. She had gotten horny thinking of Mr. Marshall. She could come with Karl Bennet's cock in her. " My mouth dropped, but then turned into a smile. "Whatever you say boss." Finally, he looked up from his papers and smiled. He golden hair was in its usual messy position and his juicy lips looked tastier than ever. I pulled off my shirt and let it fall to the floor, then unhooked my bra and let it fall, too. I saw his eyes widen as he saw all of my breasts for the first time. I began to strut towards him, while I pulled my skirt up, revealing my shaved pussy completely now, but left my pumps. When i came back and gave them something to drink i couldnt stop notice they kept looking at my boobs and ass. They where laughing and wishpering a bit so i asked what it was about, and they told me they wanted to know who is the best kisser of them, i was kind of shocked cuase i didnt know why they asked me since im already 35 yrs old and they well they were 18. but they insisted there should be a contest and i should be the one to judge. i couldnt help but smile a bit and thought it was a.