Itne mein usne mujhe dhakka diya aur bed pe apni tange choudi karke baith gayi. Aur mujhe ungli ke ishare se chodne ka ishara karne lagi. Main thik us... time apna loda leke uski chut ke upar set kiya. Aur upar niche ragdne laga woh madhosh hone lagi thi. Main kabhi apne lode ka topa hi andar dalta fir loda chut pe gista. Yahi kar karke bahot tadpa raha tha usko. Ab uske liye bardast se bahar ho gaya tha. Woh jor se chillai, “Madarchod dalna, aise mat tadpa.”Fir maine achanak hi uspe hamla bol. And I saw my husband was struggling to insert his erect, long and thick cock in to Neeta’s pussy hole as it was small and very tight. I came to my husband's help and I separated and stretched Neeta’s pussy lips. He tried again but it seemed she was feeling a lot of pain due to thickness of my husband's strong cock.While I kept Neeta’s pussy-lips separated, he inserted his middle finger into her pussy tunnel. Even I felt pleasure when my husband was sending his finger deep into her tunnel. Once. She was never a fan of big parties so that evening they spent with Sophies family and a few friends in the pub, all she wanted was a nice meal and a few drinks with the people she loved. It was the 1st time she’d ever had a drink and she certainly knew it, her body temperature slowly started to go up, she slowly started to feel wet and she wanted Dave, badly. The vodka and cokes she had been drinking all for the last few hours had taken effect, to her it felt again like there was no one else in. Her nipples usually stayed hard, but this time it was special.“Where’s that rackbub ... backrub...” she finally said. Her tongue wasn’t working right, for some reason.“Just lay down on your stomach, darlin’,” smooth-talking Ralph said. She lay down on his bed and sighed. She felt good. Tired, but good. She closed her eyes, and felt his hard, strong hands knead her shoulders. She flinched as something cold dropped on her back, and then she giggled. Baby oil. He rubbed it in, over and over, up.