Fir uski taange utha kar apne shoulder par rakh liya. Aur uske underarms ke neeche se haath le ja kr uske neck ke peeche lock kar diya, jisse woh hil ...a sake. Uske kamar ko upar uthaya jisse aur andar tak jaye mera.Fir lund ko chut par laga kar ghusa diya andar aur chodne laga. Sali kya mast chilla rahi thi. Ekdum mere giraft mein thi aur main haivano ki trah use chod raha tha. Pehle hi 1 baar gira diya the to is baar lamba chal raha tha.Manisha: Sale kutte tumhare mein kitni stamina hai kab se. Mumtaz had never been to Alex’s house. It was a huge mansion. Mumtaz wasn’t surprised as she knew Alex was a con man. She parked her car and walked through the open main door. There were hardly 10 to 15 people inside, including bearers who carried champagne in glasses.Mumtaz could observe the eyes of all the men and women inside lock on to her. Alex rushed to aid, carrying a glass of champagne.“Welcome, my cool lawyer,” he giggled, “Wow, never thought you could dress to kill.”“Well, thank you!”. Yet, even though I knew that was the case, I was rock hard. My mouth was dry. My heart was pounding. I knew I was risking my career, my reputation, my livelihood, my marriage and my self-respect. Yet that big fat cock was commanding me to pay homage to it. Kareem expected me to show respect ...to admit I was inferior to him...to demonstrate my acceptance of my place below him. As a white male, with a smaller penis, as an inferior who owes his superiors respect, homage and worship. All this was. And we both started getting our breath.After some time she told me that she love me. Then we both started remembering our school days how and when she started liking me from school days and that’s why she allowed me to touch her and fuck her but at starting she didn’t like but later she remembered all about me and allowed me to do all the things which I like because she to want to do this with me before her marriage.After listening all this my dick was again giving salute to her pussy and she.