But when he pushed aside the hood and wrapped his lips around the area and gave it a tongue thrashing, Tracy moaned in pleasure and reached down to ru... his head, like patting a dog for doing a good job.Mel was happy, drinking Tracy’s never ending flow of juice, the trickle turning to a stream as she spasmed and screamed out at the orgasm that drenched Mel’s face. He could have stayed there for another hour, but Tracy again wanted him up with her, next to her rather than down between her legs.. Mera ek dost tha Kamal. Main aur Kamal dono classmate the aur bahot ache dost. Uski height body kafi achhi thi. Uski sadi ek mnc main kam karne wali morden ladki se hui thi. Uski wife ka name Khushi tha, Khusi kafi morden thi but uski height body (32 27 34) kamal ke mukable kafi kam thi. Jab Kamal use chodata tha to wo Kamal ka lund le nahi pati thi. Kyuki uske choot ke mukable Kamal ka lund kafi bada tha.Wo apne vicharo ko khul ke rakh ne wali ladki thi is liye usne Kamal ko sex karne se mana. How can that be? Let me see! The shopkeeper handed me the panty (a part of the 5-piece nighty set) I just tried.What a scene! I was inspecting my own panty and it was visibly spotted with my vaginal juices. Pyaremohan: Madam, I am sorry to say… but these are your… I mean err… you probably was not fully aware that you were WET…Me: Err… what? I mean… My face started getting in shame – afterall he was just a shopkeeper and was a complete stranger to me. I felt like a stupid asshole standing in. ”“Even with all of the shit he makes me do, you know that I truly love “you” don’t you.” Shan said with dewy eyes.”“Absolutely,” I whispered gazing deep into her eyes and a tear painted my cheek.I rolled on my back and stared at the ceiling. “It’s just so weird. How is he able to treat people like does and not feel remorse?”“God only knows what goes on in that fucker’s mind. I can’t figure him out and I really don’t think I want to. Like it or not, he gives me something I need, no crave and I.