Uske gore boobs lal hone lage.bhabhi- Ah, thoda dhire maro please.Maine chodne ke speed kam kar di.Bhabhi- Are laude! chut ko nahi, boobs pe dhire mar...!Main zor zor se uski chut ko chodta raha. Kuch der mein main jhad gaya.Bhabhi- Rukna nahi please, mera bhi nikalne wala hai.Main bine ruke jor jor se jatke marta hai. Karib 1 min baad woh bhi jhad gayi. Uski aakhein band thi aur woh is eshaas mein kuch paalo ke liye kho gayi. Main uske uper let gaya aur usko romantically kiss karne laga.Bhabhi-. The girl sucks and sucks while saliva dribbles down her chin. Father K pushes her head back and forth again and again and again till he cums, spilling it into the girl's mouth and over some of her face."What are you?" Father K asks." A filthy slut Father." Whose filthy slut?" Yours Father." Bend over."The girl bends over and Father K sits on the chair then pulls the girl's bent over body onto his lap. He lifts the girl's skirt up to her waist and pulls her knickers down to her knees exposing. Once or twice, I almost choked. Slowly though, very slowly, it seduced me. I measured out my breaths between the billows, recalling with a blush Correggio’s Io, until the heat had turned my whole body seashell pink.Io, Leda, Ganymede, Danaë. Never ended well for them, did it?I cut the faucet and stood dripping while the steam around me cleared. The water had warmed me to the bone. I wasn’t shivering anymore. I wasn’t even cold. My bare feet slapped the wet ceramic. I found my towel and buffed. You will have to go somewhere elseafter 2 -3 minutes of silence and tears in her eyes which again she was wiping with her used and abused dupatta she saidS- Saabji how can a poor girl fulfill your needs. You all must be exposed to a lot of women and I have nothing to offer you.Me-ask me what you can offer.. I want you bad and want to eat you and fuck you in all your holes…but it’s not a compulsion. I want you with your permission so that we both can enjoy and if you agree and keep me happy I.