..Naam likhte hue b muth marne ka mann krta hai. … Anju mami ek aurat thi complete aurat jo har mard ko chahiye hoti hai… Qk ye ek sacchi story ha... tu to be frank mujhe anju ka figure nahi pata.. . Parr boobs ese hai jisse kabhi mann na bhare bade bade boobs aur uske centre me kaale kaale nipples dekh kr pant geeli hojave… Kamar moti thi aur gaand ka kya kehna badi badi gaand. ….. Jb chalti to lagta tha ki abhi salwar utaar kr chodd dalo…. Anju kisi b mard ko khush kiye jesi thi pr afsoos apne. As she started to ride him and grind his cock as deep as she could take it, she demanded he tell her the rest. She would pump on him hard for a few strokes, then stop and ask a question. “Why did you let her leave?” “Why didn’t you just fuck her?” “What did you say that had made her completely melt down?” Zane was having a hard time concentrating with Carly grinding on his cock.He managed to tell Carly the last few things he said to Bella. The part about how HE was the one who would decide who. His self-depreciating smile, easy going charm and his subtle dry humour was refreshing and I felt at ease in his company. We carried on talking and I couldn’t believe how young he was, he seemed so mature, especially compared to my so called date. I looked across at the small area which seemed to represent the dance floor and saw Paul doing the funky chicken with a skanky blond. However instead of being peeved, I felt nothing. A gave him a final look and decided to enjoy myself tonight. I. His big cock was stretching my wife’s pussy, and I saw his ass flexing and his balls slapping against her ass on each powerful thrust. It was so much better watching that than it was with Elsie, since Julie is my wife and the woman I loved.Julie had her legs wrapped around his thighs to hold him in place, and as I watched, he was sometimes sucking her tits or they were kissing, until she had a huge orgasm and moaned out loud saying, “Oh fuck, Kevin, that’s it baby, fuck my married cunt with.