We had the place to ourselves, so we could enjoy the casual comfort of the main area instead of the more work-like team room.“I have to say I’m im...ressed, Carl. That was a pretty ballsy move for you to make in your little ship, but it seemed to be a smart calculated risk. I’m not going to ride you too hard for putting yourself in danger like that, but don’t get in the habit of stretching too far. If we had lost you, a lot of valuable intel wouldn’t have made it back here.”“I understand, sir.. Uiiiiiiiimaaaaaaaa hhhhuuunnn aaauurrrrrr jjjjjorrsee”main bhi apne bhabhi ke muh mein muh dal kar French kiss karma laga aur phir main unke bade bade choochion ko choosne laga, unke khade khade nipples ko main pinch kar kar ke choosene laga mujhe bhi maja aa raha tha unhe hairan karne mein to is liye main choochion ko dhire-dhire choosne laga,Bhabhi-dhhhireee dhhhhireeee nahin balki devarji kaat looo kaat looo in choochiyoon ko kaat loo uuuuuiiiiiiiimmaaaaaaaa badddeeeeee koiiii iiinnnheeeeeee. ' She stands up slowly, her body is sore and raw. She goes into the bathroom avoiding the mirrors, she takes a shower, scrubbing herself thoroughly. Her skin turns red from her rough treatment and the streaming hot water but she has to scrub me off her. She can still feel me on her skin, my scent, my touch, she needs to get it off her. She scrubs and scrubs, it's not going away, I'm not going away. Becky sinks to the floor, pulling her knees up to her chest and cries, she doesn't think she will. She milked Hunt hard. He went through exquisite pleasures, feeling his cock nerves thrilled beyond their limits, forcing the deep gut spurting reaction. He laid forceful squirts of crazed male pleasure into her mouth, which she drew out of him and swallowed in wild glee. Gunnar might've started this weird action, but she gave it a finish he never dared hope for.Upstairs, Gunnar managed to keep the confusion going while pretending to help clear up the mess the spilled water created. There was.