Mae around 12o’clock pohocha maine parking mein bike khadi ki itne mein ek scooty aake mere sath khadi hogyi maine dekha k ye vhi lady h jo daily aa...i hai maine jaise hi helmet utara vo ek dum se boli ki chef tumhari hone wali biwi bht sookhi rhegi tumhe itna acha khana jo bnana aata hai. Mae hsaa or bola abhi mili to nahi to boli koi baat nahi mil jayegi maine pucha mam aaj bhi vhi same order then she said yes but aaj kuch special style se maine bola ok mam no problem aap ander jaiye mae bnata. I was ready to paint.But the truth was I didn’t need to. I had adequate paintings for the exhibition. My portfolio looked good now. Why did I obsess about this shit?“Damon, wait!” I said. I pulled off my headset and dumped my music player on my stool. I practically ran to him which set off a fit of little boy giggles and a desperate attempt to get away from the monster attacking him. I grabbed him around the waist and swung him up over my shoulder, tickling him as he came to rest in my arms. I. As I lay there listening to her talking about how they all fucked her and covered her in cum, I saw something move out of the corner of my eye through the bedroom door on the landing. I wasn’t distracted for long and didn’t dwell on it. Having a sexy redhead riding my cock was far more important than anything going on outside the bedroom. As Joanne finished her story, her pussy dripping juices over my balls, she had her first orgasm. I had learnt to hold back on these rare sex marathons and. With ragged breath I growled into her ear, “I’m going to hurt you, Adeline. Forgive me.” Before she could form a reply in her mind, I lifted my hips and pressed the tip of my cock against her slick hole. Adeline tightened both arms around my neck, bracing herself for the pain that would surely come from having her virgin cunt impaled for the first time. “I can forgive anything you do to me, Luke,” she gasped. The need to be buried deep inside Adeline was maddening. And with her words, I.