. Bt me sharm k mare nh uthi or bs wse hi soone ka natak krne lgi.. Ussne fir mere pantt k andar hath gussya tb na jane kesi sarsarahat hui ki me khad... hoke usse pakd li or kiss krne lagi.. Wo yeh dekh k heran hogya or return me meko kiss krne lga..Fir wo gir gya or meri chut chatne lga.. Me v uska lund pakad li or usse jor jor sai hilane lg gai.. Mujhe bhat mazza aarha tha… Fir thode derr baad ussne mere chut me apni ungli gussane lgi mujhe tab bhtt dard hone lga or mere muh sai bs,Aah aah hu. He let out a huge groan. I don’t know how much cum there was, but it looked like a lot. Some dribbled down the side of her mouth and onto her big tits. He tapped the end of his cock onto her lips, and then she swallowed all his cum. “That’s a good girl,” he purred. Uncle Steve stroked her hair, and then helped her up off of her knees. They went and laid on the lounger, talking and running their fingers over one another. I sat there in the dark, in awe of the scene I just witnessed. So hot! It. Her pussy lips lay wrinkled and glistening quietly, that strangely haphazard invention of a divine designer who had also come up with buttocks as a defense and seal for the anus. I parted Julie-Ann’s lips with my thumbs and her inner pinkness beckoned me.I drew in the intoxicating scent of her crotch as I looked at the wonder of her femininity.“You’re a beautiful woman,” I said.“In what way?” she replied. “A woman’s parts are not pretty.”“I didn’t say pretty,” I said. “You’re beautiful. Your. “Well,” she said to him once the TV was on in the living room. “Where should we start, Robert Chase. Or, given the Bremen accent you’ve spent enough years suppressing to fool untrained ears, was it once Rupert Schell?”Chase took a sip of his own coffee first. He’d fortified it like he’d told her he was going to.“Adolf Schell.” He replied. “What OTHER name would he have given me? I inherited the accent growing up surrounded by him and his men. For obvious reasons, I’ve never been to Germany. And.