I want to see you as we join for the first time. I pull my cock from your tight, wet little hole. “Oh God! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” you cry. ...I turn you on your back. Instinctively you open your legs. An invitation. You know what you want. I kneel and I guide my cock to the wet little opening and in one piercing lunge I am as deep inside you as I have ever been. “Oh, God!” Your words are a mixture of a grunt and a cry of joy. “That’s soooo good!.” Your hips rise with my every thrust and my. Rang gora slim uske boobs aur gand ki size itni badi nahi thi, uske boobs chote se the ek hath me asani se aa jate the Meetali umra 24 ki tho woh mere se umra me badhi thi Pass lene ke liye waha pe apna ek id card dena padta tha, aur woh log pass diya karte the.Me uha pe card lete samay unse mazak masti karta tha kabhi kabhi non veg joke bhi hote the, woh tinho mujhe achhi tarah se pehchan te the, me hamesha meetali ke pass hi jata tha aur pass lete samay uske hath ko kabhi kabhi pakad kar. ."The boys all looked shocked but smirked and looked at each other and said "alright, if you say so'.The black boy grabbed me with his strong arms and pulled me to a bench, tearing off my blouse, i squeeked as the buttons flew in all directions, my bra ripping against his rough hands "damn, what size are these fucking juggs?"He grabbed my chest roughly and yanked off my and leaned down, sucking on my nipple, it felt great and I moaned out but he began to suck even more of my breast into his. They may need some of this whip cream". she turn red and whispered to us follow me. we looked at each other and move to the bedroom. once in she lowered the lighting and move to the bed. me and my friend enter the room. I was hard as a rock from the second I she her pull her shirt up over her head. After she took off her shirt and bra. I eyeballed the Nipple ring. It was alot like the one Jeannette Jackson from the super bowl mishap. It was very big. It was soo hot. I never seen something so.