“Is that good for you?” asked Mrs Smith.“Oh yes! It’s fantastic.”“You keep it up, Pantyflag!” said Mrs Smith to the prone man. She stood...behind them, looking at the action.“That looks good.”Then walking to the head of the bed, she commanded him: “You give her every INCH of your cock. And don’t you DARE have an accident.”The blonde continued riding him, her enjoyment evident from her gasping “Oohs” and “Ahhs”“Come on, put your head down and make it GOOD for Sandie”, said Mrs Smith, then. Returning his gaze she replied ‘You can read my mind. You know what I’m thinking.’ Keeping his eyes locked on hers ‘ Yeah, I know. I love you , too.’ She leans over and kisses him again. This time he runs his hand up her shirt and squeezes her breasts. His kisses trail down again until he takes her nipple in his mouth. Amy’s feels herself growing even wetter as he sucks on her nipples. She lets out a small moan as he flicks his tongue ring against them. ‘Shhh, Remember we’re not in my. Hum jo bhi point pe jaate alu mere saath hoti kabhi woh mera haat pakadti to kabhi woh mere hato me haat daal deti mein ander hee andar samajh raha thaa k zarur baat kuchh or ho rahi hai mujhe kya mein to yahi chahta thaa jawaan jo hu uss din hum ghum phir k ghar chale gaye dusre din mein alu k ghar pohcha humne kuchh photo sation kiya thaa woh photo mein ghar pe dikhane gaya thaa alu ki do chhoti bahen hai woh school gaye howe they aunti bazar gayee hutee theemeine zaise hee dor bell bajayee. 'Go on', she started, 'skoot over quickly, its midday already, I'll have your lunch ready when you get back'.Bloody hell I thought to myself, no point in arguing. I strolled briskly down our street feeling foolish hoping none of my mates would see me with a large cumbersome empty suitcase which would bounce off my legs every now and then.Around the corner at the bottom,quickly I jogged across the open green area to the neutral safety at the other side and turning into Mr Guy's street I was.