”“Bou maa, cholo otho. Tomar shashureer asbar someye esheche. Jao tumi giye chan tan kore porishkar hoye nao. Tomar shashureer jeno kono kichu jan...e na pare.”“Achha baba.”Mala bichna theke uthe porlo aar porte porte banchlo. Shoshurer dhala oheda gulo tar guud theke beriye eshe tar duto uru puro puri bhijiye diyechilo. Malar du to paa khoob kampchilo. Ashok babu taratari uthe bou maa ke dhore nilen. Bou maa theek kore cholte parchilo naa. Ashok babu jhunke bou maa ke tule bathroome niye giye. Hearing myself gag with a cock in my mouth made me feel like such a slut. I loved it.After a few minutes I got up to get the lube from my bag. I spread it in and around my hole as I walked back over to him. He started to get up, but I told him to stay sitting - I wanted to ride.I turned around and grabbed his cock to guide it in. My ass swallowed his cock like it was made for it. When I got all the way down I put my hand on his knees and lifted back up, then let my ass suck his cock in, over. She saw the love in his eyes. It was the love that has always been there for her. Gail also saw great sadness in them as well. However, he was wrong, because it was too late. There was already talk and whispering going on behind their backs. People wondering what the true nature of their relationship was. During their six year affair they had to be so careful as not to raise questions about their relationship. After all John Thorn was a young handsome wealthy widower, who could have any. They were moving faster now, approaching orgasm. When he climbed onto the foot of the bed, Sharley turned, her eyes staring blankly for a moment as if she had forgotten Jack was there. At his gesture, she moved a little away from Dakota, allowing him to slide between the beautiful blonde’s shapely legs.Dakota opened her eyes staring as Jack positioned himself above her, opening her legs even wider staring at his huge organ approaching her dripping pussy. “Jack, Lord, are you going to take me.