Fir un sabke samne ghum kar legs fela diye aur hath upar kar ke khadi ho gayi. Sab ke sab mere samne muh fad ke dekhne lage. Boss bola dance Parul aur...wohi song continuous baj raha tha. Main kamar aur breast hila hila kar jhatke marte hue dance kar rahi thi. Haruto bola, “Wow so nice Indian belly.”Daan flying kiss karte hue bola, such a nice Indian piece look at her boobs, aur Fahmeed meri pussy dekh kar bola what a silky smooth pussy and nice legs. Boss bola, “Parul sabko apne mast mote mote. Pushing the scrap of lace down over her hips, she noticed how the wet crotch clung to her pussy lips. When her panties dropped to the floor the unmistakable scent of her sex drifted upwards; such a sweet, musky scent. She dipped one finger into the wet folds and brought it to her lips--tasting the honey that oozed from her needy pussy. Her arousal surrounded her, as she slipped into the water up to her chin. Laying there motionless, she allowed the heat of the water to sooth her muscles. She. It was fantastic!"For tonight, she'd outdone them all. The look on his face, the total contentment, said that he adored her. She knew he'd pick her.Ellie was still bleeding when she checked again in her bathroom at home. It wasn't as much as before, in Robbie's bathroom, when she'd tried to evacuate the sperm like a bowel movement. Then, she'd glanced in the bowl to see big spots of red thinning out in the water with the yellowish semen.In her bathroom at home, she'd ventured a finger into. ’Selma said you have been ill, my dear’? Talise nodded.’I felt ill yesterday morning as well but did not vomit as I did today. I felt as the world was spinning as soon as I opened my eyes.’ Hazma sighed.’Have you been taking the tonic I gave you to put in your tea each morning, Talise.’ She blushed.’No, it tastes nasty. I stopped after my forth day here.’ Hamza had her stand and he felt over her belly and between her legs. Frowning at her he had her dry off. ‘My dear, you are will child.’ She.