It was like a fucking waterfall and she choked and almost puked on my dick – It was great to feel the convulsions in my dick and just made me face f...ck her even harder. Dagmar was a mess – she had sperm and spit all over her face and chest, to bad I forgot to take another picture, it would have been the crown of my collection! I needed a break and it was hot as hell in the back of the van, so I opened the side door a bit, but my timing was as bad as possible! Just as I opened the door, Miguel. It wasn’t what she wore, but how she wore it. Her top cleaved to her body. I could tell she wore no bra. I could see the shape of her nipples. Her jeans were just as tight. I imagined her getting dressed, laying on her bed, grunting softly as she wiggled into them. Worn low, her top high, I could see a lovely expanse of flesh, her navel exposed every time she lifted her arms. A friendly smile and eyes full of mischief as she reached out and grasped my wrist, her fingers determined. The other. She rubbed on my chest as it was too congested and went out. But by mistake I touched her big tits.After that, we ordered dinner and during dinner, we had a general chat.She already told me she was married.Me – “What’s the secret behind your beauty, Sonia? You have maintained yourself very fit”She just smiled and didn’t reply.I again asked her how many kids do you have Sonia?Sonia – I have not been so lucky to have kids Varun ji.I laughed and told herMe – shayad yek hi aapki beauty ki secret. . hair? That couldn't beright. All Pawns were required to keep their hair in short and managablebowl cuts. He gave a tug, and let out a squeak of pain. Yep, definitelyhis hair. As he let it go, he quickly saw white locks entering his fieldof vision. Was his hair... growing?Ba-donk. Ba-donk.The Pawn's eyes went wide as he felt two very sudden and very unfamiliarweights form on his chest. Looking down, he saw that his tunic was beingpushed out by two very noticable mounds. He dropped his dagger.