5 “ka lund dekh kar sarmane lagi.Sir plzzzzzzzzzz,,,,muje dar lag raha hai,apka itna bada hai mein to mar jayungi, muje jane dijiye plzzzz,meine kab...i kiya nahi hai sirDarling darne wali koyi baat nahi ,bahut pyaar se karunga ,,,dekhna tumeh b kitna maja ayega,,,,Mein uske lips ko apne lips main le liya or usai chusne laga,chuste chuste uske boobs(chuchiyan) b daba or masalne laga to anjali mast hone lagi,fir chusne lega aor ek hath se dusri chuchi ko dabane laga or ek hath uski chut pe rak. Bob and Carol's predictable suburban life was forever changed when their son Craig decided to attend university out of state. Abruptly, they found themselves with much more time on their hands and suffering greatly from "empty nest syndrome".Bob had an idea that he thought might fill the void."Hon, what would you say if we volunteered to provide room and board to the Kings hockey club?"The Kings, a local junior A hockey team, were very popular in town. The players ranged in age from 18 - 20. She whimpers, and then Mike’s hand wraps around her hip and finds her clit again."Come again Debs, my hot little fuckslut, like you did the last time. Loud and wet, spurt your cum juices all over my pussyfucker, and then you can clean them all off with your mouth." At first all Debs could focus on was the pleasure/pain in her ass, but as he slowly strokes in and out, the pleasure returns with a vengeance and hits her like a steam train. His fingers spreads her wetness on her clit and pinches,. ”He wrapped his legs around my waist while I sat on the bed.He tried kissing me but ended up giving a peck on my lips. I in spite of trying to control my anger slapped him hard. It made a strong sound and it shook him from inside out. He breathed heavily and moved back. He stood to get out without saying anything. He said while leaving, “I’m sorry.”His eyes were filled with tears but not a drop came out. He controlled his guilt, anger and all that he was feeling so well. I felt at that instant.