.maine bola ab main doggy style ain chodoonga wo maan gayeee..maine us kee chut ko pichhe se unglee dar ker sehlaya aur dhire se gaand main b unglee d...ali wo boli gaand main unglee mat dalo main kaha ab to gaand main lund daaloonga wo boli nai waha kabhi nai but kaafi der tak use manayaa aur garam kia wo ready hogayee maine hair oil use kiaa gand marne k liye..kuch aur to pada nia thaa room main..:)mast puri gaand ko oily kar diaa aur hole per oil se chikna kar diya lund per b thodaa oil daal. She swings by my room around 10pm and we make out on the couch. She is on top of me and I'm not used to the soft, plushy weight... but I'm loving it. I get this rush of adrenaline, and I'm higher than I have ever been. I'm so naughty, and she is so soft. I can feel myself hard as a rock, and through her pants I can feel how hot and wet she is.She isn't wearing a bra, which surprised me when I took of her top. I go to play with her tits, but it was 60 and raining in LA of all places, and cold. “Are you okay?” I asked. “can’t believe how fucking good you are!” she responded. I couldn’t tell her that I had gotten so much better from fucking my cousin, so I lied and said, “I didn’t notice.”She was still panting when I dragged her to the edge of the bed. I had took off her tutu and panties and lifted both her legs. I stood on the floor and glided my head to her slit. I felt her pussy juice smearing onto my head. “FUCK ME!” she yelled, clearly wanting to fuck. I continued to tease her. "Jonny used to say that nothing is as bad as it's painted... and maybe, it isn't. Come on, darling, let's cook up a bushel of eggs and bacon... !"Mark Cannon sipped at his third cup of coffee. He always enjoyed one before breakfast, one during, and then any number after. He smoked a cigarette and stared toward where he knew the window was. He was still not convinced that he ought to use her. She could be vulnerable as hell, especially against the likes of the people he wanted. But... but where.