.phach ki aawaj se wha ka waatawaran sexmay ho gaya.aisa lag raha tha ki uski choot ab phatne hi wali hai,par wo bhi pichhe kaha hatne wali thi wo bhi...apne kamar ko aage pichhe karke chudai ka mazaa le rahi thi,thodi der baad hi aisa laga ki mere lund se saara ka saara maal uski choot me girne waala hhai to maine uski kamar ko jor se pakad liya..Aah..aah..hhhhh…oohhhh…phaad do ki aawaj ke saath hi maine apne saara maal uski choot me gir diya…phir hum dono usi mudra me kaafi der tak rahe.subah. Their neighbors were 'Swingers' and they had been invited to their party.'It was not me', she had said, 'It was him', the 'him' she referred to, was her husband.I believed her, as sex to her was based on a functional need only, the function being to have c***dren, pleasure never entered the equation, so I had some sympathy and understanding for her husbands frustration, and his forlorn attempts to loosen her-up, and relax.I met him in a shopping mall and went for a coffee, and he poured out his. He pointed his erection on her pussy mound. “Oh please. Stick that hot prick in my pussy” she moaned. He targeted the head of his cock on her pussy entrance. Then he thrust his cock with full force in her. Jenny opened her eyes widely and let out a loud guttural moan. Joe slowly slid his entire length in and out of her cunt causing her to gasp and groan. After a few more thrusts her slid out of her and sat on the couch. She instantly kneeled between his legs and began another oral assault. “Now, lick me stupid”. She ordered me with pure lust in her eyes as she stood up. I put my hand into her leggings and massaged her clitoris. “Aahhh” was the immediate reaction. Her pussy was completely wet by this time. I didn’t waste any time and pulled her leggings and panties off simultaneously.It was my turn now to return the pleasure. I knelt in front of her pussy and continued to tease her with my fingers, but didn’t lick her. She violently held my hair and pushed her pussy into my.