Bharti turant message ki mano woh intezaar mein thi ki kab Rahul message karega: Haan, uthi hui hun.Rahul: Time ho gaya, mom ne room mein bulaya hai. ...o main jata hun, door bas sata rahega, andar jakar light on rakhunga. Abse kuch 2 ya 3-minute baad hi aana.Bharti: Ok.Rahul ne chain bhari saans chori aur fir uthkar apni manzil ki aor chal pada. Sarika ke kamre ki light off thi. Darwaza khol kar jab woh andar ghusa to light on hui. Uski maa aur Kavita aunty ko dekh uske lund ne jhatka de. So much fun. "Like that," she exclaimed when my cock was aimed almost forward. She was starting to cum and so was I. I felt myself filling her rear, but she said, "It's hurting." So I pulled out and watched the last of my shots land on her butt cheeks.===Heather==="That was amazing," I told him. "It felt so good, but then it started to hurt." He appologized, but I said, "No. No. I wanted that. Maybe next time it will be even better. ... Let's take a shower." And we made love the normal way. I needed to spend time with Carl Isham. There were a lot of points he wanted to make me aware of before my possible fiasco on national TV. My words; not his.I listened to a group of experts about several topics that may come up before going to the potty and then to makeup. The final step was to be wired up for the sound system.The two reporter moderators came back and explained how the debate was supposed to work, according to their plans. The reporters had twenty questions that the media had. He plowed into her with passion. His balls smacked into her taint.Heavy with his cum.“You have to cum in her!” I moaned, another orgasm bursting in me.I rode that third climax, my moans echoing through the living room. I gasped. Bucked. It was so intense. The massager numbed my pussy lips and clit. The vibration was almost too much. Almost painful. But I didn't want it to stop. I wanted to keep cumming.Waves of rapture washed through me as my children humped together. They gasped. Moaned..