Pagal ho rahi ho maine hath nahi chode hor upar se he uske boobs pr kiss krte krte uske peth pr kiss krne lga aab usne apne hath choda liye aur muje z...r se.Pakad kr mere saare kapde.Uttar kr mere lun ko chusne lgi20 mint tk chosne k baad boli kya mza hai jaan tum hmesa mere sath rehna dor nahi jana jaan I lov u aur phir chosne lgi aur aab vo pagal ho gyi thi aur muje kheti mere badan pr apni nichani do tum muje jaan maine b uske saare kapde utar diye aur uske right boobs ko peene lga khuch. He pushed into me slowly, making me take him inch by precious inch. I was sopping wet. He pushed all the way back in, and stopped. "You feel so damn good." He murmured. I whispered back the same.He pulled out, and then back in again, just as painfully slowly. I was trying to push back at him, but he placed one hand on my hip and one on my shoulder to keep me down. He was torturing me. Slowly, slowly, he let it build up in me, in us both, and his mouth came down to find my breasts again,. ABOVE: the exact rusty red outfit that my wife wore.But, today, one slapped the other two, and pointed at my wife, and said, “Is that what I think that is?!?!” And my wife flipped the entry door wide, jumped inside and ran the last twenty five feet to the first restroom in that gigantic public building.She thought that she was safe, when the restroom door closed behind her. But, then, she saw a coworker just finishing washing up at the sink. The other girl looked over at my disheveled wife,. But you’re sure that you’re fine with marriage to a lecherous American?” I teased her a bit now.“Si, mio amore! You’re no more lecherous than Italian men, trust me, and if I can handle that with them, I can with you as well. There’s nothing wrong with lechery, as long as you’re honest and don’t neglect any of your lovers, of course,” Vittoria asserted rather convincingly.“Least of all you, that is,” I winked at my new Italian lover, who winked back before kneeling to take me in her mouth.“And.