Shankar ma r buker opore mukh namie aanlo…ekta shton mukher modhye dhukie chuste suru korlo jore jore…r ekta haat die onno shton take dolte laaglo...��pagoler moton ma r mai duto chat te chush te laglo….ma ar chitkar o korte paarche na…du chokh bandho kore sue ache..nijeke sope diyeche or kachhe…majhe majhe gonganir moton sabdo korche. Dekhalm mayer mai duto aro boro haye jachhe .jokhon Shankar ma r buke chumu dichche,chusche,tipche tokhon ma uhh ahh kore uthchhilo ….praye minute 15 mar buker opore. ”“You have to stop.”“I know.” But she writhed in my arms, humping her ass against my cock as I continued to touch her, and when I didn’t quit she turned around in my arms, forcing my hands from her body as she came around to face me. She remained in my arms, but now my hands were cupping her ass; there are precious few finer places where hands can be.She looked up at me. “Why are you doing this? Why now, with our wedding so close?”I looked down at her, my heart aching with how much I loved her,. "Oh shit! That's it, fuck me with your fingers, baby. Get me ready for your cock. You're gonna make me come so hard like that!" "Good," Ted replied hoarsely. "I want you to come before I fuck you. I want your pussy to be wet and ready for me. You're going to beg me to stop this time, Becca." He lowered his mouth to her clitoris and quickly flicked his tongue over it. Her body quivered and her thighs grew taut. Ted closed his lips over her clitoris, sucking it persistently. He followed the roll. I could tell that Masterwas excited and that the dance excited me at the same time. It was moreof a feeling...it was amazing. The steam rose from the shower and Istepped inside. I cleared my mind and let the water flow over me. Igrabbed my hair, which had become rather long, took a brush and combedthe food out of it. I washed my body, touching my nipples which hadbecome very erect and jumped slightly at how they felt. I touched therest of my body..feeling my skin tingle again as my dainty.