She did some movements with her tongue that was just heavenly. I got a hold of her hair and started deep-throating her.To my surprise, she was not gag...ing. So I went deeper, and she started to gag and choke. I was getting turned on as my entire cock had to go in to make her gag. I took my dick out, and it was full of saliva. She spat out the excess saliva, and it dripped down her cleavage.Again, I deep-throated her and held my dick inside for a few minutes before taking it out. I slapped her. MainePucha mona kya hua abi to puri picture baaki hai to mona boli mere dr raja abhi to me tumse apni chut ki khub chudai karaungi iski pyaas itni jaldi bujhne wali nai hai.Maine usko position badalne ko kaha ab vo mere upar baith kar dhakke maarne lagi is position me mera pura lund uski chut ki puri gahraye naap raha tha maine usko kaha mona darling mera pura pura lund kha jao apniChut me ise tight fasakar hamesha k liye rakh lo ye sunkar vo aur jor se dhakke lagane lagi mera lund ka supara. Bad things that feel very good. Bad things that sometimes cause you to question the moral fibres of your being. Bad things with your hands, like say slap my face or my hairless aching need, use my peachy arse, which if allowed a voice, would deafen you with it's incessant begging for violation. Might you look at me with an adoration that I only know in my stories, so that we can call these bad things, Terribly lovely things. "Please!" my eyes tell you before the word itself is out. "What. I don’t have much homework.” He settled into the recliner and worked while she lay on the couch next to him. Tammy was wearing sweats and a loose tank top. She was slumming today, having endured a grueling ten-hour day working at her computer the day before. Even writers need a break now and then. Josh glanced at her laying there, his eyes catching sight of her breasts rising and falling under her shirt. Tammy didn’t have a bra on and her nipples were poking out against the cloth. She was, he.