Then I ask her to li to the edge of the bed. I take a chilled beer bottle stand near her face. As soon I did that she took my entire shaft in her mout... and started doing deep throating me. I was on cloud nine when she was doing that. While she was sucking me I on the other and spread her legs and inserted the chilled beer bottle into her pussy and started fucking her with that. The warmth of my shaft in her mouth and the chillness inside her pussy was all she could take and cam in gallons of. .Phir hamne ekdusre ko appna mobile no.Exchange kiyaa.Bad me hum bus me se uttar kar hum auto me ghar chale gaye…Thode din.Bad me college se ghar aya to swati.Ka. Phone ayaa mene revive kiya or bat ki….Tab.Usne.Kaha.Ki.Keshe hoo … Kya kar rahe hoo esha thody bat kiiPhir hum log daily phn mr yaa whatdup par batr karte the..Ek din usne.Muje pucha.Ki.Kya.Hum movie dekhne jaye tab.Me ne haa.Kar di phir hum inox mr.Movie dekhne gaye ..Thody dar bad movie start hoo gaya or swati ke hath ko.Mera hath. I clicked my mouse a few times and turned the monitor so he had a better angle. There was Jo, dressed up in the first concert in which I saw her solo. She was dressed in a flowing black dress, accenting her pale skin, her red hair, the silver flute, the orchestra behind her. One of my favorites. "See this girl?" That's your WIFE?!?" Yes, that is Johanna Elise Solheim Jackson. Soloist for the university orchestra. Twenty-one. Smart. Beautiful. And those two guys wanted to rape her. Exactly how. Phir main uth gaya aur mujhe jor se bhukh lagi hui thi. Phir maine mom ko uthaya aur bola mujhe bhukh lagi hai. Mom boli itni raat ko, chal so ja subah kha lena. Phir jamhai lete hue uthi aur katilana muskan dete hue boli ki khichadi-chokha bana deti hu. Aur aake ek jordar lip kiss de di. Phir o mutne chali gayi. Aur aakar khichadi chadha di. Mujhe jor se bhukh lagi thi to maine mom ke chuchiyon ko chusne laga. Ab mom ki chuchiyon se thodi thodi dudh aa rahi thi. Main mom ki gand me ungali kiye.