Rumi bra our panty me rah gaye. tab mene lund nikala our unkimuh me de diya. rumi ne dono hath se lund ko pokorkor suchne laga. fir mene unka bra our ...anty utar di our bola zaldichudta hu tumhe abhi. borna maa our sumi aa jayege. kehkor mene rumi ko bola tum bed por ulti lete jau me doggystyle se ab tumhe chudungi. rumi lete gaye our mene opna pura lund ko unki chut me daal kor chudna suru kiya.oh.. rumi bohut masti log raha hai.. ya…my baby.. tu to masti hai rai..ya…ya..mene bolkor jor se. ' By now my thrusting was getting beyond my control. My cock actually popped out of Ken's ass once and I grabbed it and slid it back in without missing a stroke. I was fucking him with a capital 'F'. The bed was quaking and we were both grunting like a****ls. 'Dude-roll over on your back. No—don't take it out, just roll over.' He grabbed my hand and as I rolled onto my back, Ken stayed on me and ended up sitting down directly on my cock. He leaned back on his hands and put his ankles outside of. With both hands, she softly pulled my face all the way up to her own, where she looked me deep in the eyes and kissed me passionately. I did not resist, and I was not afraid. I was engulfed in her rapture, and all was right with the world.Finally, she released me from the kiss and said, "Thank you."V. I sat up slowly, troubled by the feeling that something was amiss. I was concerned that I was so caught up in her already that I would lose myself, and I simply could not allow that to happen. I. A few minutes later, Cassie came downstairs and found me flipping through the channels. I didn't say anything as she walked into the living room. "Dad...about earlier..." she mumbled as she hesitated by the couch."I'm sorry. I didn't know you were home," I said sheepishly."It's my fault. I never should have taken my top off. It's your house, you have a right to be in your own back yard without having to worry about catching me naked," she explained. By the tone in her voice, it sounded as if.