Wo mere pas ane laga or achanak mere boobs aise hi muh me bhar lie me ped ke sahare khadi thi . Pta ni kya hua mere mih se aaaahhh nikal gai or me usk... sir apni boobs pr dabane lagi. Wo aisa tha jese mujhpr koi control na ho. Ajay achanak se mujhe smooch krne laga or me bhi uska sath dene lagi. Wo mere noobs daba rha tha or smooch kr rha tha meri chut ghili ho gai thi or mera hath uske lund or chala gya. Or usne mera top or bra utar di or mere boobs chsne laga me uska lund or jor se ragadne. After school we go to her house and upstairs to her room for the marathon. Her parents work really late so its just us there. Our houses were built the exact same way just like the rest of our neighbors. Her room is small, walking into the room her bed is against the back wall with the TV in front of that and a dresser to the right of it, the door to her bathroom to the right of that and a little couch to the left that we slide in front of her bed to watch movies. Okay lets get this party. It seemed as if her Cumming lasted for hours, but it was over in only a few long, intense moments, and somewhere along the way Thomas’s cock had stopped shooting inside her. She was too caught up in her own orgasm to tell just when, but when they had both stopped coming they were both left breathless.Thomas sat upright on the bed. His cock, slowly softening inside her as she gasped for breath, her little body covered with a fine sheen of sweat. Thomas was left breathless as well, and he gasped. "Go take a piss and report back to me." Roc's giant naked form padded to the latrine so he could relieve himself.While Roc was performing his daily ablutions, Mary was reviewing what she had to do to get him Battle-Ready equipment-wise. Unfortunately Roc had been too large for any of the normal issue personnel equipment, so Mary had pieced some things together. Together they had tested as much of the gear as was possible and she hoped the untested collaborations would work as they were supposed.