Neha RANI KAA ZAVAB TO BILKUL NIRSHAA JANAK THAA- me do bar jhad chuke huu ab zaldee kutia ko chodoo aur jhdoo meree iss chut mee jaldee. Feer Mummy k...see Robot ke tarah bed se uthe aur bed ke side apne hatho see pakkad kar ghodee ban gyee. Mujhee unke Chut se niklta hua rass unke jhngho par bahta huaa dikhye diyaa. Papa ka lund mummy ke chut kee juice se bilkul tar thaa aur ek kalaa musal lag rha thaa. Papa ne apne hatho se mummy jhngoo ka ras samet liya aur ftafat us ras ko apne munh ke hvale. For at least a minute she looked in my direction as she kissed and licked on this big black cock.Lupe was clearly enjoying herself. Not only enjoying the pleasures of having two men at the same time but also knowing she was being spied on by a third. Enjoying putting on a show; and what a show it was.“God, you look so fucking hot,” Nate told Lupe as he pumped her pussy.“She sure does,” Earl said, “How many times we had little Miss Lupe like this, Nate?”“I don’t know, I lost count,” Nate. J had taken the time to roll the top of her yoga pants a few time so as to pull the fabric up tighter and provide me (and my wife) with clear indication that she was wearing a tiny little neon pink thong (the top of which was ever so slightly evident over the top of the tight yoga pants).I immediately noticed the look of distain on my wife’s face and proceeded with extreme caution when sneaking looks at this wondrous sight before me. J was clearly immersed in her work because she didn’t even. "Looks like a consensus, then. We hold course to the north and turn at the Mid Bawdsey."It was two and a half hours to the turn (where I reported in and requested customs and immigration) and another two hours to the turn by Landguard. From there, just half an hour to dropping the hook on the Shelf. We were home at last. In the gloom of the winter evening, emphasised by the floodlights of Felixstowe container terminal, a harbour launch brought harbour officers out to inspect us."Where are you.