5 lund ubho thai gayo hato tene kahyu ke me to dudh payu have mare taru dudh pivu che ane tene maru pent ane chadi utari ane maro lund modhama lai ne ...husva lagi aa maro pahelo anubhav hato tethi hu khub exite thai gayo hato tene mane kahyu ke tene hubby no lund fakt 5 no j che ane patlo che ane te tene jor jor thi chusva lagi pachi me kahyu ke mare pani pivu che to tene zadap thi potani salvar ane nikar kadhi nakhyo ane mane kahe ke pi le tare pivu hoy aetlu me paheli vakhat koi stri ni piki. Mai cheekh uthi aisa laga jaise meri gand fat gai. Meri ankh se ansu ane lage lekin pawan nahi ruka usne apna lund meri gand me anadar bahar karna shusru kar diya mai cheekh rahi thi“Aaaaahhhhh aaaaaaaaaa maaaaaaaa”Lekin pawan ko to jaise koi fark hi nahi par raha tha. Wo pooja se bola “Iska mu band karwa pooja”. To pooja mere samne tange faila kar let gai aur mera sir pakar kar apni chut me laga diya mai uski chut chatne lagi aur idhar pawan meri gand chodne ma laga tha. Ab meri gand me dard. My eyes adjusted, his form resolving out of the darkness, a shape. His hands moved. Cloth rustled. “I'm just not that good at obeying.”“Your sinful hole controls you,” he growled as he unbuttoned his shirt.“Oh, yes,” I moaned, resisting the urge to say father. “Preacher. I'm just a slut. I want to feed my naughty hole.”“All through my sermon, you watched me, fantasizing about the sin you wanted to commit, that hole growing hotter and wetter as you squirmed. Did you soak your panties?” His shirt. “No!” I screeched in fight and threw myself forward.I flew between them. The thrusting shadows slammed into my stony body. The sharp points slammed into the rose quartz. Cracks snapped through my nonliving form. Bursts of sparkling chips exploded from where the attacks landed. I felt a shock through my soul, a tearing of the power animating the statue.“Ava!” Sven shouted.I hit the ground. The cracks spread. The impact twisted my body. The damaged crystals tried to move like a real body,.