.Phir jab us aurat(meri biwi) ko dekha tu wo aurat kam or waqai mein kuttia ghasti lag rahi thi..Manni chat rahi thi….Khud sa ungli kar rahi thi..Or...wo manni, gund,peeshab or what not sa bhari hoi thi…So we decided to clean her and aik dafa phir taza taza or garm garm moot us par mootna shuro kar dia..Or wo usy khushi khushi sa pinay lagi..Phir hum powerful pipe sa us par pani mara or usko saaf kia or mein usko utha kar bed par laya hotel ka.wo larki mery sath ai uppar..Biwi ko bed par lytaya. “I want you to fuck me all day tomorrow, Jeff.” Amy breathed. “Will you?” Bonnie pulled her brother’s penis out of her mouth with a ‘slurp’ and stood up. She couldn’t take it anymore. “Yes.” He said as he watched Bonnie undo her shorts and push them down to her feet. She stepped out of them, revealing her white panties with the pink design. “I bought a special outfit for you.” Amy said. “I can’t wait.” Jeff said as Bonnie straddled him. She was looking at him with pure lust. She needed him. “Well, I think we have solved the mystery of Aadam Mohamed. Everything is close to what your CIA guy said, with a few differences.”“Aadam did leave for Afghanistan 10 weeks ago on UAE flight 709. It made a layover stop in the Netherlands before landing in Kabul a day later. There he made several trips to the Pakistan Embassy before flying to Karachi.”“There is not much on what he did but he spent a day at the Saudi Embassy and a day in a place called Thatta. There were lots of calls made on his. Taking the cue, he releases her ass and tangles his fingers in her sandy blonde hair. Sharply, he pulls her head back and she whimpers at the sudden pain, but her slit throbs in pleasure. His lips find their place at the base of her neck and begin to make a trail down her collarbone. As he rains kisses upon her radiating skin, she places a hand at the back of his neck and guides his face to her breasts. That's one positive about sex with strangers, she mused to herself, you can ask for whatever.