.. . Ssshhh .. .. .. .. Bilkul jwala mukhi .. .Ssh .. .. Jitna naram utna hi geela .. .. Puri jannat hai .. .Ssshhh .. .. .. Hhhhmm .. .. ...Fir to wo apne hath didi ke kamar ke do taraf support dekar ahiste ahiste dhakkka dene laga. Maine dekha didi ke ankho se ansu bahe ja rahe the, aur uski choot se jab yash ki lund bahar nikli to, lal rang ka khoon laga hua tha. Didi chilla chilla kar yash ke dhakke ka samna kar rahi thee.Dusri or acp meri maa ko chodkar uske upar hi leta tha, aur. But I didn't even slow down. I was laser focused on Sarah now, trying to meet every deep seated fantasy need she ever had. There were years of frustration and guilt built up in her, and like Anna, she was not only being fucked, but purged as well.Jenny must have been following along because her small hand moved to her mom's pussy, and pushing Sarah's hands away, she began to rub, then slap at her mom's distended clit."Mommy has a naughty pussy! Bad Pussy! Mommy was a bad girl and bad girls. But most of all Blake wanted cock; he wanted it and needed it so bad. My beautiful, tall husband walked slowly closer and closer to me. He kneeled down to me at the bed and put one of his arms on my clothed shoulders as he kissed me passionately. I returned the kiss with gusto as my head remained on the pillow. His presence simply was relaxing and euphoric; like I was smoking a joint of marijuana or having some MDMA. Blake was a drug all on his own. He proceeded to move his arms and face down. Maa ka dudh nahi piya kya .Mera dudh pi le.Mere pati ne bhi nahi piya hoga asa dudh me tujhe pilaungi mere raja .Mere loude ,,meri sarkar.Tor usne apna garam louda pel dia meri chut mee .Uska loda 9inch se jada bada and mota tha and kala .Pura nahi ghusa or me tadap gayi.To wo bola kya hua randibaazi khatam.Le mera louda pura ander.Or phir ek shot mara or pura ander gaya louda.Liza jor se chillayi.Maadarchood.Maar jor jor se jhatke .Or usne speed bdha di.Fuchhfuchchfuchh se room gunjane laga.