Uss bechari kee nani si aur tang si chout kay liay Gopaljee kaa lulla buhat motta thaa. Phir Gopaljee nay Naila kay honton per ras bhari chummi lee au... apna thook us skay mounh main daal diya aur apni jeeb bhi Naila kay mounh main daal dee. Aur Naila kay hont khob jor say choosay aur apnay thook say geelay ker diay. Naila kay honton say Gopaljee kaa thook neechay beh giya. Buhat geelay ker diay Gopaljee nay Naila kay hont. Phir Gopal jee nay apnay lullay ko jor say dhaka day kar aur andar. From the moment I had met him at the bar downstairs I had yearned for that magnificent body and that scrumptious cock which I had just milked for him with my mouth. I giggled at the thought of my husband sitting back at home stroking himself at the thought of me giving myself over to this big bad wolf, Charles. He approached the bed and stretched my legs out as far as they would go before climbing on it and crawling on all fours to place himself between my thighs. He started at my legs, licking. Xiuhan was overdressed in a frilly multilayered black gauzy skirts. Her clunky steel toed boots had a half dozen buckles each. She wore a tight spaghetti-strapped white corset over a low-cut black tee. She buttoned her lab coat up and put her tits away. She put her black rimmed eyes with their ancient Egyptian looking wings behind her heavy duty safety glasses. There were gloves to cover her long pressed on black nails. Though Ron didn’t like anything that could punch through the latex when. I just looked at her."Don't fucking lie. I saw you both fucking. You didn't give a shit." I shouted and stormed out of the house leaving her crying. I booked into a hotel and for the next 3 days I ignored Tracy's calls and texts. I was missing her dearly but I could never forgive her for this but I knew I had to confront her.I got a taxi back to our house and as we pulled up I noticed Steve's car in the driveway. He was obviously round comforting my girlfriend on her break up. I paid the driver.