Belinda licked up and under the large helmet, then stimulating the eye very delicately with her tongue, she sense Bert groan once more, it had to be n...w or never she thought. Without more ado, she stood bolt upright hovering above him lifting her skirt, tugging the gusset of her knickers to one side. Bert couldn’t believe his own eyes as she started lowering herself down towards his cock, again he forced himself up onto his elbows; he just had to see this. He’d not had a pussy glove his cock in. My jump had hit him on an upward trajectory, and I rode the surprised Russian over the back of the couch. As we got contacted the floor, I pushed off with my hands, doing a kind of sloppy sideways roll. It didn’t look pretty, but it did get me up on my knees, pointing towards Sergi with my gun up. When we had landed, all of my weight had gone into my palms pressing on his chest, and he’d had the wind knocked out of him.That, coupled with his unfortunate position of lying on his back, left Sergi. I looked around the room and saw that the tables were mostly filled with couples out with friends, or singles out on the town. There were a couple of business men in dark suits and bright ties at the end of the bar, downing what appeared to be shots of some sort. They must be capping off a rough day at the office, I thought to myself. Two couples on the dance floor were dancing rather poorly to Coldplay's Paradise. They either weren't dancing with their normal partners, or they were just flat. Ab maza aay gaa mager chud nahi saka kion k humara ghar buhat chota hai 2 room kaa hum 6 behan bahi hien bara mein mujh choti maryam baqi sab chutey hien us ku bhi dar tha k koi jaag n jay pher aik din mery mamoo ju mujh sey 2 saal barey thay humarey ghar aay gay mein un sey har baat kerta tha woh bhi mujh sey koi baat na chupatey thay un ka naam amjad hai jab mien ne un ku bataya tu boley k dil tu mera bhi kerta hai tab mamoo ne prograan banayaaa k maryam apne ghar lee jata hun wahan ja ker.