"Beg me for it, tell me what a horny little slut you are for me. Wanting my meat in you. Beg to make you squirt for me again." He sneered."'P..pleeass.....ahhh fuck!" she cried, feeling the palm of his hands slapping against her cunt as she was pushed further down on the counter.Her cheeks wobbled, her plump ass, almost hanging over the top of her nylon hold ups, feeling it turn pink in color as his slapping continued."I said fucking beg! I'll keep going until someone interrupts us." No, please!. Tumhari skin main ajib c khushboo hai Dil ker reha hai ki tumhari gannd chatte hi rahuun.Kitna pyara ched hai yeh.Sath main us ched ko masal rahe the or chat rehe the.fir unhone apni finger se meri gand marni shuru ker di.Main apne hosh gwa rahi thi.Maine kaha sir mujhe bhi to kuch dikhaiye.Wo bole pehle apne sare kapre utaro. Main sidhi hui or apni pent panty or t shirt- nikal Di. Aab sirf bra main Sir ke samne khari thi.Sir age aye or meri bra apne hatho se kholi mere dono boobs nipple per. I hope! I went to the living room and waited for her. I tried to kick her thoughts out of my brain. With those thoughts, I also wanted to take away her milky thighs images from my mind. A few minutes later, she comes out wearing a sleeveless gown with a wide slit at the right side of it.While she walked, the slit widened to give a little teasing peek of her thighs. She had shining black wet hair and the smooth skin of her arm. I was lost admiring her.She said: If you keep staring me with that. I couldn’t answer him even if I wanted to. My mind was going blank and numb from the pleasure he was feeding me and my body was now moving on its own guided purely by animalistic instinct and lust. I leaned back and wrapped my legs wantonly around his hips while pulling up my pussy to grind rhythmically against his fingers as he intensified the in-and-out motion.My arms wrapped around his neck pushing his head in for a wildly deep kiss involving our hot tongue and I cried my climax into his.