Kyun kabhi african lauda dekha hai tumne…..Itna lamba aur mota lauda kabhi haath lagaya hai tumne….Biwi : nahin itna lamba hai tumhar lagta hai ki...saand ka lauda hai….Sirf xxx mein dekha hai aisa lauda maine aur mere husband ne…Accha yeh tumhara husband hai…..Delh kaise lauda khada hai tere pati ka…Isko tere haath kisi kale african laude per dekhne pasand hain kya…..Yeh muth maarta hai kya tujhe kala lauda hilate hue soch ker….Biwi : haan inko bahut pasand hai kale laude aur mujhe bhi…..Roz. “You’re feeling a little bit bolder!” I laughed back at him smiling as I said so.He garbled, “And you’re feeling a little bit wetter!” he laughed back, sliding his finger along my crack and rubbing my slit up and down.He found my clit and circled it. “Well it’s not very surprising is it?” I said. “If it hasn’t been Jim grabbing at my ass it’s been you rubbing my arse and pussy. What am I supposed to do other than get a little bit turned on?”One of the guys at the table, who was smiling and. It was the same in my pussy. Normally I enjoyed the feeling of hot cum running down the inside of my thighs but this evening it had no chance to do so because just as soon as one cock would erupt inside me,, he would pull out and I would feel another hard cock being rammed in and after a few thrusts he would add his seed deep inside me and so the evening went, one cock after another. I had no control over my body that evening. All of my movements were dictated by the men surrounding me. Every. I was getting wet just thinking about what might happen, since I was sure we were not going to order any pizza…Once inside their place we all sat down on two couches, Pete and his black mate Rufus were on either side of me. They both told me that they loved the way my body looked in my tiny bikini.One of the Latino guys, Carlos, asked if he could feel my tits…I got up and pulled my bikini top down, letting Carlos come over and squeeze my natural round firm tits.Now Rufus asked if he could feel.