?Lick it, you fucking worthless fucktoy—that’s it—worship my cunt—? Christine licked and licked, wanting to end this as soon as possible, and ...everal minutes later Miss Westlake uttered a cry and squeezed the girl’s head between her hips, almost blocking the air supply. With a relief Christine stopped moving her tongue, which was pretty tired by now, and waited for her Mistress’s orgasm to end, unable to take her mouth off the woman’s heated vagina.?Good girl,? Miss Westlake finally said and. "What colour are they?"Typical man! What does it matter? His expression urged me to reply. "White," I murmured, my credibility going down the drain. They must have been the last white knickers I ever wore. No one wears white anymore, black to stop guys seeing them under a short skirt, pink or mauve if sex is on the cards, skin-tone or none under white shorts or pants, but white. Not likely! "Wow, how sexy is that. Let me see," he demanded. "No way," I shrieked. His hand was all over my bum, my. Or dusre mumme ko daba rhe the. 10min me unhone mere boobs ko nichod k masal dala. Mene apna hath unki underwear pr rkh k unke lund ka jayza lia. Ohhhhh itna mota tha. Fir unhone mera gala pkda or bole aaishaaaa chinaaal aj tuje mere lund ki takat dikhata hun. Or unhone mere muhh k samne apna lund nikal k rkha. Ohhhh itna bada jese hi mene ye kaha unhone mere muh me lund dal dia.Me b use maze se chusne lagi. Unhone mera muh chodna shuru kia or gale tk lund utar dia. Ab unkle pagal ho rhe the or. Lusty, yearning for more of the new, gentle Rush. She whispered, “pee slowly into me, James, let it keep coming”, and his slow steady trickle began. She swallowed as she sucked, looked up at him and mimed “more” with her wet lips. John could see her legs clenching and vibrating now, knew she must be getting a load of come in her mouth. At last he’s coming in her mouth. Finally. Her moans and the sucking noises were louder. She opened wide again and held her tongue over her lower lip,.