I take my hands from my nipples and place them on his thighs. I love his thighs. I love his cock and his cum, his face and his groans, but I also love...his thighs. So muscular, so strong. Then I move my hands to the back of his legs, and up to his bum - and with them there, I encourage his thrusts. I help push him into my throat - which is almost screaming at me in delightful soreness.He’s so close, I can tell. His groans are getting higher pitched, and his face becoming more and more pained. ” Steve-O and the imaginary Adonis both rammed their cocks into Jan. Jan kept coming over and over and, eventually, the figment of her imagination shot his seed down her throat. Seeing this, Steve-O could hold back no longer. He pulled his fingers out of her ass and grabbed onto both hips. Thrust after thrust had Jan coming yet again. Then Steve-O let go and filled her with what. He looked at me curiously and said, "Lordy, look at Mister Scarecrow. You're just a bag o' bones."He pulled off his shirt to reveal his small, compact body. The prominent ropes in his arms were twitching, as if eager to begin punishing me.There was a loud slapping noise as our bare torsos collided. I immediately felt the heat of his body seeping into my own. We spun around like dancers until I felt my feet leave the ground. I was propelled through the air and landed on the grass with a. 5 inch lamba and 3 inch mota hai. Meri story padne ke baad apni rai mere mail pe bhej sakte hain.Ye kahani meri aur meri makkan malkin bhabhi ki hai unki umaar 29 saal hai aur unka figure 34-26-32 hai unki gand aur dood itne jyada ubhare hain ki kisi ka bhi lund khada ho jaye mai hamesha se hi usko chodna chahta tha lekin darta tha kahin kisi ko wo bata naa de .Aur jab bhi wo ghar ke kaam karti toh mai usko dekta rehta kaafi baar maine uske boobs ke darshan kiye jab wo kuch kaam karne ke liyye.