I kept pushing back and forth with deep thrusts and then I saw in the mirror as she began to cum. Her eyes rolled back and she watched me through lit...le slits. Her thrusts became slower and rhythmic. Than she pushed into me and held it there and rolled her hips around in a circle. The friction and pressure of my resistance and her circular movements pushed her over the edge. She screamed out as she came. “Oh fuck! You fucking slave bitch, Ah! oh!, Yes!” She gyrated her hips against my. Mai unki bati hui jagah per pahuncah to wahi per tahal rahi thi aur bhi log tahal rahe the waha per mai bhi unke sath ho liya mai bar bar unke boobs ki tarf dekh raha tha kya bade bade kamal ke boobs the to sayad unko kutch shakHua mughe per to unhone mughse pucha kya dekh rahe ho to maine ek dam hadbadahat mai kaha kutch nahi. Fir unhone kaha tumari bike pe mughe bitha kar gumaoge to maine kaha kyo nahi fir maine apni bike li aur unko bike per bithaya wo sarir se kafi healdi thi isliye badi. It was evident as the appointment evening approached, that she was excited. New dress had to be obtained, tried on, approved of as being provocative and presented her to this new found friend as someone oozing sex. It was white, close fitting, so much so a bra was not possible and her beautiful aerolas (see profile pictures) were clearly visible. Her tanned legs were bare and her panties were absent.The night got there, I assumed my listening position and she waited on him at the entry door. She was moaning and trying to suck it in deeper. I poked in a little more each time and finally fit my full nine inches in. I was almost to the end of her tunnel and I pulled her legs over my shoulders. I leaned forward to try to reach her G-spot and thrust hard. She gasped, and I saw her little tits jiggle. I pounded harder and watched them juddering in response. I stopped to let them settle down, then drove in again harder and faster. I was getting fond of those baby boobs. She grabbed my.