Usne mera ek haat le kar apni penty k andar daal diya….Uski chut…..Puri k puri gili ho gai thi…Kya chut thi…Ekdum naram…Maine ek jhatke mai ...ski penty nikal di aur sidha uski chut pe chale gaya …….HayyeeeeeeeeeeeeeKya naram aur gulabi chut thi uski fir maine apni zuban uski chut mai ghusa di aur khula chatne aur choosne laga…Vo mera sir pakad k aur andar daba rahi thi…10 min chatne k baad uska paani nikal aaya..Bhohat namkeen tha..Fir mai turant uske boobs dabane laga zor zor se uske gulabi. Colton dropped a kiss on my neck. "Good morning." His warmth banished my worries about the stilted and awkward conversation that had played out in my mind during my shower. I turned around in his arms. "Good morning yourself, sexy." My voice was still husky from our active night. I snuggled into him, allowing myself to buy into the illusion of domesticity for a few more minutes. He wrapped his arms me and rubbed his hands over my back. "Breakfast is ready. I hope you don't mind, I set a table. I notice sweat and pussy juice. “I worked up a real sweat woman.”Bell rolls her eyes at me and gets up. Instead of putting the robe back on, she looks for her jeans. “Where did you put my red panties and my bra and my jeans and my converses, fuck where are my clothes?”I ignore her. I raid the fridge. Pesto Dip. Yum. Toasted tortilla strips. Yum. I give it a go. Super yum. “I don’t know I just threw all your clothes off you, didn’t care where they went.”“Maybe help?”I leave the fridge with a. Prem ordered my wife’s “Rani ab ek ek kar ke mirror mein dekhte hoye apne sare kapde utardo. My wife was front of me and the fat man sitting beside me just a thin layer of glass was separating us. Her eyes was watery because of forced drink. From back they started playing with her hair one new man rubbing her ass over her saree. Prem was telling her to remove cloths again and again and she was just standing in front of mirror so he become angry and pull my wife towards him put his one hand on.