.Wo ek dum kadak maal tha maano langoor ke haath me angoor a gaya…Me to bus use hi dekhte raha wo jaha bhi jaati meri nazar uspar hi rahti…Wo coup...e mere se thode door left side baithe the aur me to bas usse hi dekhte raha.Kai baar usne muje bhi dekha ki me use ghoor raha hu lekin usne avoid kiya..Fir wo waha se chala gaye aur fir mere friend ka phone aya fir me bhi waha se chala gaya..Agle din fir me akela hi aya aur me beach ke maze le raha tha lekin wo couple nahi dikh rahe the ..Mai dusri. The primitive portion of her brain commanded her legs, thighs, and her hostage gluteal muscles to intensify the coordinated vaginal massage of my hard and throbbing penis. My powerful, confident thrusts are matched perfectly by the engulfing, almost smothering contractions of her hot and viscous vagina. After an interval that seems prolonged and yet fleeting, the drama between us begin to near its peak. Sensing the inevitable, I slam deeper into her nurturing warmth as we simultaneously. .Surprised you jump back a bit as a car drives through a puddle next to you and gives you an unwanted shower. You are not too angry since your hair and your clothes are protected by your raincoat and your shoes are soaked because of the rain anyway. Since you didn't want to take too many clothes with you (and possibly ruin them), you decided to wear a short red skirt, comfortable white panties and a white top for this...occasion. Another benefit of this choice of clothing is that it makes you. “What about the guys who drove up in those trucks? Where are they?” “The boys are anxiously waiting for your arrival, inside.”I slipped off my top and my shorts, panties and bra, and gave them to my husband. He had a devious look on his face as he watched me strip. He said, “OK, let’s go in”. My nipples were rock hard as I climbed from the truck. My heart was racing. What have I agreed to? How many people are inside? Do I know any of them? Will they like what they see? I was secretly glad I was.