.ab mene uski taango ko thoda failaya or uske beech m aaa gya or apna lund uski chut p ragadne lga…thodi der tk aise hi krte rha fr wo boli rahul or...mt tadpao or daal do isko meri chut m or faad do meri chut. Wo virgin thi..jese hi mene apna phla shot maara uski seal toot gai or khoon nikalne lga.wo bhot jor se cheeki lekin mene uske muh p hath rakh dia tha..Use bhot dard hone lga or wo mana krne lgi…fr m thodi der ruk gya or use fr se lund chusaya or jb uska dard thoda kam hua to mene fr se. "I remember it like it happened yesterday as I spoke those famous words;"Heck mom, I guess if I was a girl, I probably wouldn't get in anytrouble either. I would probably just sit around the house like sis, insome pretty dress, and play with my doll & baby carriage, and maybe havea dolly tea party, too" "But gee's Mom, I'm sorry, but I'm not a girl!I'm a guy, and guys like to have fun, that's what we do."Unfortunately, I was soon to find out this was the wrong thing to say. Ilooked over at mom. None of the girls were dressed provocatively but there was still a lot of flesh on display.It was early March in southern California. The temperature had been in the low 80s most of the day and the girl's attire showed it.Rachelle wore the least, a sundress that hugged her curves. It had built-in bust support so she wore no bra. Rachelle was put together in a way that coming from money supports. She was toned and trim with an even tan. She had black hair and light gray eyes. Her teeth were. He fucked like an artist whose canvass is the female body and his work was so beautiful.“Oh yes daddy, fuck me harder!” I pleaded, and he did just that. My head started to spin as I spiraled into a whirlwind of exquisite pleasure my second climax hit my insides. As I floated back to earth, I realized that Santos was still fucking me like I had pleaded for him to.My flooded cunt began to make squishy noises as he drove his cock harder in and out of me. Suddenly I felt gooey stuff on my ass, and.