Adha ganta bad papa aur main mari sadi ke jaga baithi papa nai mujhe mangal sutra phanai aur hum dono nai sath fare liye…….Aur mari bhan nai mujhe...papa ke kamremain le gaye….rani nai pura karma fulose sajaya tha…mai papa ke dabul bed main ghughat main bahi rahi…rani bole….aaj chitrah re chowa lena….papa ka mast land tari mast jawani….maja ayag Baap-Bati ka chodna…Main –jah…tu rahagi to papa kaise chodege…Rani– didi fikar mat karo hamara…baap mast chodan baaz hai isilyae to apni bati ko chon eke. “It’s yours. My ass is yours.” She was really into the game.“Good girl.”My hand ran down from ass cheeks to her pussy. She purred on my touches. She pushed back her hip to maintain contact with my hand. My fingers brushed the folds of her pussy. It was dripping wet.“Aren’t you a horny slut?” I teased her.“Yes, I am.” Her voice was seductive and she acted like a slut.“This pussy is mine too.” I fingered her dripping pussy. “And you belong to me.”“Ammm… yes.” Her moans echoed the room.‘Pak’“Say. Meri maami age kuch 29 ya 30 ki hogi magar woh bohat gusse waali hai. Kabhi kabhi to woh mujhe bhi daat deti magar socho aisi gusse waali aurat jab garam hojaaye to chodne me kitnaa maazaa aataa hai,chalo ab main apni kahani shuru karta hoon ,1 din hua yu ki main hall me t.v dekhraha tha itne me maami ne mujhe aawaaz diya shaad zara maama ke kamre se mujhe kapde laakar do mujhe washing Machng me daal na hai to main maama ke kamre me chala gaya to maine maami se poocha ki kapde kahan hai,to woh. Now totally three fingers are fucking her. She stood up literally on her toes. Now I kept my left hand in the pocket and pulled out the napkin. At the exact moment, she started cumming and her juices started flowing. I kept the napkin over her pussy and it completely absorbed her juices.I had thrown the napkin into the trash can and made her turn around and looked at her. She’s breathing slowly and got a layer of sweat on her forehead in that Air-conditioned room. Her face is flushed. She.