Wo chillayi ja rahi thi par main ruk gaya apni ungli uski boor mein dal kar rook gaya mano ki uske boor ki tempreture 55 degree ya usse nhi upar hai.A... main apna ungli andar bahar karne laga yar mera pura hath uske boor ke pani se bhij chukka tha. Jab main apne ungli se use chodne laga to wo mujhe pakad kar wohooo aaaahaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaa naa ggggggggggggbgggggggg priyanshu dheere dheere karoooooooo main 5 minute tha uski boor apne ungli se chodta raha abhi achssssanak uski boor se kafi sara pani. That fucking stupid, sexy smile. He’s teasing me. He probably expects me to go down on my knees begging for his cock, but I can tease too. ‘Fine,’ I shrug off the seductive poise and shake his hands from my wrists. ‘Shall we get back to work then?’ I catch the glimpse of a furrow in his brow before I take my clothes back on and return to my easel and canvas. He reluctantly returns to his previous pose, but he stares at me in a different way from earlier. Whether I’m the first to play his game. It was new outfit. I bought it a few days earlier at my favorite clothing store, Fredericks of Hollywood. My husband had yet to see it because we stopped sleeping in the same bed right after Rachel was born because he didn't want anymore children and he didn't want to be tempted to sin in the eyes of God by touching my naked body. I always slept in the nude. I studied myself in the mirror before going down to breakfast. Even with the top two buttons undone, my large, firm titties stretched the. "Yuh gotta tell me how yuh want me to do it."She really needed no instruction, however. She levered her wide hips back and forth, leaning forward so that her huge fleshbag tits bobbled and swayed while her tight, juicy vagina clasped his cock. He grasped the pneumatic fleshbags and mauled their soft fullness while the big, young woman rode him. The shaft of his prick was rubbing on her clit and it was less than a minute before he felt her cunt contract and heard her breathless gasps of.