Igwe’s strong black hands held the back of her headfirmly. Her mewls and whimpers escalated as another jet of hot,thick pungent liquid shot into...her mouth. Because shehad been pulling away from his cock it landed squarelyon her super-sensitive tongue. Her eyes widened inalarm as the taste of sperm flooded her mouth.Her mind rebelled at the idea of a man’s baby makingjuice resting casually on her tongue. This seed wasprecious, the source of life. It must be wrong to dothis!Another. Holy. Fuck.I'd done it. More than done it. Double done it. Menage-a-done-it. Tickedoff two lines of my list. Fuck, three lines. I had a name too. Thatrealisation brought a startled laugh from me. I still had no clue why Ithought of Katja but it was both a scandinavian name and belonged to noone I knew. I would always confess to the second reason, but I'd soonergnaw off my hand at the wrist than admit that the first - and it'sconnection to my birth mum - had a special meaning for me.Well,. 5″ laura meri phuddi main chala meri zor say cheekh nikali aur main zor zor say roonay lagi, ohhh plz rehan bahir nikalo bohat dard ho raha hai , mujhy aisa laga raha tha kay koi talwar say meri phuddi ko kaat raha hai, meri takleef ka us pay koi asar nahi ho raha tha woh jhatkay pay jhatka maray ja raha tha, kuch daier main gai aur takleef ka ehsas kam honay laga, thori jhtkon kay baad us nay apna laura bahir nikala aur aik jhatkay main 7 inch ka laur meri phuddi mainOtar diya meri Phr aik. Mary, who I told about tonight, and Jim, a friend I've known since I started working there a few years ago. I was a little aggravated because Mary knew what I had planned. She'd told me it was a great idea, so I had to wonder what she was thinking to intrude on my night. "May we come in?" Mary asked. "I know you are busy but we brought you something." "Sure," I stammered, sounding a little frustrated. "Come on in." I turned to lead the way and heard the door shut behind us. I led the way into.