Her moans changed to little squeals as she thrust back against my pounding schlong.Her arms gave way and she collapsed with her face buried in a pillo... as she screeched, "Oh God! ... oh god, ... oh god."The condom had decreased my sensations such that I still was not ready to cum. I continued to pound her from behind for another couple of minutes while she gasped and moaned into the pillow. Finally I couldn't hold back any longer. With a long loud growl, I filled the rubber. I grabbed it so I. The man was Khatib. My age and really nice to chat with. As couples were pairing off, Khatib and his partner came right up to me and he declared "I will give you a son." His partner said "If you are ovulating, he will for sure.". It turns out Khatib is some sort of tribal stud who has 1 dozen c***dren all ready and 11 of them are boys. Like fucking wow. It's a pity I'm neither fertile or ovulating. I'd go for those numbers any day. Heck, in the future I may take him up on it. But for. She had beautiful blue, friendly eyes and was slim, almost skinny..We were taking another break, one of many that day. We seemed to do more talking than work around the place, which was exactly what I felt she wanted.“Hey, I like you.” she said"I like you too." I replied."It's been great getting to know you...and to be straight with you, that's really the reason for Jim having you come over and help us out.”She had shed her denim jacket a while ago, and her worn white t-shirt did little to hide. Uska name heta tha uski umar umar 21 jitani hogi. Pehle uske bare me batata hu uska figure 32-27-34 he ek dam tamanna bhatia ki tarah figur he or uski tarah white bhi kisi ka bhi lund khada ho jaye chod ne ke liye. Jab me jiju ke ghar pahucha tab mujhe malum pada ki heta waha ane vali he wo dusare din waha morning me pahoch gai jiju usko leke ghar a gaye. Me dekhate hi muh me pani agaya. Man kar raha tha abhi kiss kar lu or pure badan ko chat chat ke gila kar du. Kayamat thi uski . Mene usko hi.