50 baja tha aur pur ghar me bus ek dhimi si roshni thi, jab wo ayi to me ne usko pakar ke diwal se chipaka diya aur piche se hath daal kr uske boobs k... dabane laga wo aaah aahaah kar ke aahe bharne lag gayi me aur me uske pit ko gale ko joro se chumne lag gaya aur mene uske phajama kaNara thor diya wo khari thi kr ke uska pehjama shidha niche gir gaya uska chahera diwal ki taraf tha aur me uske sarir ko har taraf chum raha tha fir usko paltaya aur uske itne jorse lips me kiss kiya ki wo tarap. He had no complaints, a girlfriend would be nice, but other than that, life was good. So Dave kept on walking. He had missed the bus, but- Oh well. It was a nice neighborhood and only a few more blocks till he reached his apartment building. He looked up and admired the birds tweeting in the trees. It was then that he stumbled on something, literally. After brushing off his suit, he examined the culprit. It was a rather dirty old tea kettle. Dave nearly gave it a swift kick down the block.. ”“Really?” I said, laughing, The mighty Jill, brought to her knees, literally, by one guy?”“I told you,” she said as her breathing settled, “you're good at this.”I laughed and swatted her ass playfully, as I got up and grabbed my shirt, wadding it against her dripping pussy.“Now we have a chance to get to the bath without ruining a carpet.”She let me pull her to her feet as she held the wadded shirt in place with one hand as we headed upstairs.“I wonder what it would cost to put a shower and WC. I could hear his pleasure and it only spurred me on to go harder, faster, and deeper…just like that throbbing dick would be doing to me. The conversation deteriorated somewhat, each of us lost to the sensations of pleasure rolling through us. Every few seconds another filthy demand would come out. Fuck me harder, Mike! Oh baby you make my pussy feel so fucking good, pound my pussy mmmmmm OH MY GOD! You’re so damn tight, baby! Shit, Aly, don’t stop clenching my cock like that…my filthy little.