Saat me woh awwaza b nikal ne lagi aur kahne lagi sohail ab mujh se bardash nahi hora tha. Mere choot ko phad do. Maine kaha itne jaldi bilkul nahi wo... kahni lagi please sohail mat tadpaoo mere choot me apna lund daloo please, maine kaha phele mere randi banjaoo, jab jab mujhe tumare choot ki yaad aayengi tum ready rahna, to usne kaha sweeto mai tumare randi hoo, mere choot tumare hai. Chodoo meku, mujhe bohat josh aaraha thaMaine phir usku choot chaati phir pairaa cheer k mere lund uski choot. . or I will upload this to Facebook to show everyone at school what you look like."I nodded, reluctantly."Why in the fuck is your pussy so fucking big? It wasn't always like this... was it?"I tried to say something, but my voice was stuck in my throat. I was so terrified by someone knowing about my cunt size. He knelt down in front of me so his face was directly in front of my leaking pussy.He grabbed at my lips, his hands shaking and sweaty. "Holy shit, your pussy is fucking huge!"To my. I was so horny, even though I had just cum a little while ago. This woman was doing things to me I had never thought of. I heard her moaning into my mouth. She pulled her lips off mine and began kissing and nuzzling my neck. She whispered “I have waited so long for this you have no idea.” I thought I recognized the voice but wasn’t sure. I felt her raise up off me and then sat down on me, her pussy pulling me inside. She began riding me slowly, gently massaging with her vaginal muscles. I felt. And I was getting curious too as to how she would react. We had spent two minutes talking this out and when we turned to the screen, I heard Aziz?s horny moan, and I knew why. The recycling man was rubbing the uncut tip of his turgid cock all over my wife?s pursed red lips. We could see her nostrils flaring as if she was inhaling the smells of that musky cock. Suddenly, I knew she would suck them all. I was sad, excited, horny, dejected ? all at same time as I saw her shut her eyes and open her.