Is par poonam ne mere baal pakad kar mere hotho par kiss kiya aur ek thappad mere gaal par maar kar muskurai aur boli.Poonam. jo main bolungi wo to tu...he karna hi hai bhosdike aur agar choot chahiye to maar khani hi padegi. Chal ab meri choot chaat sale. Aru fir poonam ne apni tange mere mooh ke aur khol di aur uski hot choot mujhe nazar aa rhi thi fir poonam ne apne dono hath mere sar par rakhe aur mera face apni choot par daba diya.Main uski choot chaat raha tha jo ki main pehle kabhi nhi. The man introduced himself and his wife to Bess, “Hi my name is Jim and this is Jane, my wife.” His wife then spoke up, “Where are your manners, Jim, invite the lady in and let’s get to know her a bit!” Jim smiled and showed Bess the way into the living room.Bess explained that she knew the previous tenant, Henry and just wondered if they had kept his man cave. Jane immediately answered, “may we ask, how you come to know Henry, he was my mother’s lover for a few years and he left us this house. But this baby smiled! I asked Nikki if she had decided on a name, yet. She looked at me and said “I’m going to name her what I’m feeling right now”. Being the sometimes smart ass that I am, I looked at Nikki, raised my eyebrow and said ‘You’re going to name your child Horny?’ Nikki laughed and punched me in the ribs and said ‘Noooooo, I’m going to name her Joy!’ It’s hard to genuinely smile and feel like an ass at the same time but, I did. I took Nikki and Joy home the next day. I was a happy. I was a man, with a name that in its original Gaelic form was that of a famous High King of Ireland. I wasn’t a mere lad like Steve.I pulled on Jill’s ears and fucked her throat even harder as she gagged for breath on every stroke. She didn’t whine, didn’t whimper, or anything by now. She just sucked my cock like it was going out of style. I smirked as I ravaged my estranged wife, even as it occurred to me that the threat of divorce was a far more powerful weapon than a divorce itself. She.