5 bada hai aur 1.5 mota ap sbi se aj ek aur story share karne ja raha hu me ye bat garmio ki chutti ki hai me apni bua k ghar gaya hua tha un dino kuc... karne Ko tha nai to mood fresh karne mai apni bua ke chala gaya vo delhi me rehti hai aur mai vaha bohot khelta tha kyuki unke bache bohot chote hai to vo khele bina mante nai hai vaha unke ghar ke sath vale ghar me ek parivaar rehta hai vaha ek ladki bhi rehti hai jo ki anpad bhi hai par jab b aksar me Chat pe jata tha sham ko to vo aksar chat. She humped his face a few more times before pulling his chin into her churning ball sack; the last few gobs of white goo milking into his throat. She finally released his face and James fought the rubber cords as he strained back for fresh air. Jeanne had an expression of pure delight on her face as she watched him struggle back and forth on her cock, cum dribbling out around the edges of his mouth."There, a delicious bed time snack for my weekend slave. And after I already got you those. He struggled to hold the camera steady as I continued to lick and suck those balls. His cock was pulsing and looked like a volcano about to explode with streams of lava like semen pooled up around the head his cock like a white crown resting on the foreskin with a few random drips leaking down the shaft as I continued. He moaned and gyrated as I licked and sucked his balls, and he almost instantly came when I lifted them and dragged my tongue down the bottom of his ball sack, downward towards. It was as if they were waiting, anticipating something big. Inside the house with the white picket fence, and the perfectly trimmed green grass, on the second floor, behind a locked bathroom door, the sounds of light humming could heard. She stood there naked, in all her glory. Not a care in the world as she looked herself over in the mirror over the white, porcelain sink. Bare feet placed firmly on the peach, shag rug as she turned and bent over the bathtub, fingers lacing about the knobs of.