Bhaiya ne mujhe bad par lita kar mere dono par khole aur meri CHOOT par land ka munh rakh diya aur thoda dabaya to land ka munh meri CHOOT mein andar ...hala gaya. mere munh se jor ki cheekh nikli Ahhhhhhhhhh bhaiya main mar gayee ise bahar nikalo , main bhaiya ruk jaao. meri cheekh sun kar bhaiya ruk gaye.Phir ek dum se jor ka jhatka maar kar poora lund meri CHOOT mein daal diya. meri cheekh mere gale mein dab gayee Obbbbbbbbbbbb. meri aankhe bahar aa gayee aur aisa laga jaise koi khanjar meri. He refused the meds because they would dull his senses, slow him down and he wanted nothing to come between him and Gwen’s breathtaking orgasms. They were married in a simple ceremony, Daniel having changed his last name to Taylor, and spent their first night of matrimony with Gwen holding him all night to fight the horrid tremors which wracked his body.He found a job with a local production plant in the bookkeeping department. It paid reasonably and that combined with the at-home baking. Patrick found it harder to hold back as the feel of her long curly hair, her smell and her taste were nearly overwhelming him. He was teetering on the edge and the one push that sent him over was the feel of his earlobe being clenched between Lizzy’s teeth. Patrick roared as his cock erupted inside her and his body shook so violently the headboard slammed against the cabin wall. Lizzy watched him shudder for several moments before he collapsed beside her. His square face was crimson, and the. As you flicker through the nightIn the margins of my sightAs I glimpse you from a farOn the street or in a barStrutting through the milling crowdHead held high, your posture proudShades conceal your lovely faceWhile your leather carapaceClings and tightens o'er your skin:All your beauty, sweet as sin,Awakens my rapacious lust.But in your mercy, can I trust?++++++As for me, can I impressIn my slinky little dressFabric slippery, clinging, tight,So shiny, glowing in the light.Sensuous stockings,.