Choot ke dono lips ke side me choot ke upar chatta raha magar choot ke andar apni jeev nehi dalatha. Itne me wo or garam hoke apni taange kholke mera ...ooh khich ke uske choot ke andar daboch liya. Mera jeev sidha uske choot me aagaya. Ab jorse uski choot ko chatne laga. Wo apni chootad utha utha ke kehrehithi ke or chato chato bohat mast lagrahahe please or chato. Chaat te raho.. ruko mat. Itne me uski choot se kaam ras tapakne laga. Ek ke drop nikal rahatha or me use chaat rahatha. Fir mene. Wo boli ki paint mein kya chupake rakhe ho to miane kaha janeman thoda sabra kar lo wo tumhara hi hai…..Main khada ho gaya aur uske nabhi ko chumne laga aur sath hi sata uske mamme bhi dabane laga….wo ooh …aah….aaishh……shhhhh…kar rahi thi.Phir maine use blouse ko khol diya.Blouse kholne ke baad wo mere samne sirf bra aur petticoat mein hi kadi rahi…..main uske petticoat mein apna chehara ghusa kar panty ke upar se hi uske chut par ek kiss kar liya…jiske karan usne apne tango se mere sar ko daya. How the little instrument managed to stop vibrating just as Cindy came close to cumming was not something she could contemplate in her current tortured state.She was panting, the tight ropes around her middle making it hard to breathe, and her body was covered with sweat. She could smell it, as well as the strong scent from her intensely stimulated pussy, and it only added to her arousal -- and torment. It was a delicious torment though, and Cindy loved every minute of it.She had no idea how. She is cute and smart ... personable and easy to get along with. I love her big, wide-set eyes and that haircut of hers just adds to the effect. I love her and so does your dad. It’s such a shame she has that affliction.”“She has it under control ... mostly.” He helped himself to a glass of orange juice. “Is Dad gone already?”“He had to drive to an office on Long Island — there’s a case he’s needed on. He may be gone ‘til the end of the week.”“Oh. Then we may not see him before we leave for.