.Mene unhe sorry kaha or unhe kiss karne laga or vo bhi mujhe kiss kar rahi thiFir mera lund chota ho ke unki chut se niakol aya or sath me mera pani ...r unki chut ke pani ka mixture bhi unki chut se tapaken laga or hum ek dusare ki bahao me the or kiss kar rahi the ek dusare ko or na jane kab mera hath unki chut pe chala gaya or me use ragadne laga or iss harkat se deepa mera lund ko le ke aage piche karne lagi jo meri muth or unki chut ke pani se puri tarah sana hua tha…Hmm isse mujhe secand. As I waited for her I found myself thinking about Ann’s answer and wondering what the receiving experience would be like for my wife as well as the ladies on the list that I had no contact with in many years. I realized there was an underlying connection, a unity, of all these people. I found myself wondering why my higher self sent love to them and I wondered how it would be received. When Barb came out I took her hand and we walked hand in hand downstairs to breakfast. My love for Barbara was. ”“Of course ... Shane,” Kendra whispered back with a smile. Placing her hands firmly on his shoulders, she fucked him at a feverish pace, feeling her climax coming on strong.“Please tell me you’re about to cum,” Shane said, almost reading her mind.“You bet your ass ... so you’d better cum too,” she replied.“You got it,” he said. Grabbing her firmly around her tiny waist, Shane flipped her straight backwards, falling on top of her in missionary position while keeping his cock imbedded within her. Wearing my sunglasses, I watch as Andrew goes through his morning stretches wearing a very tight, white speedo.My eyes widen as they focus on the largest bulge I have ever seen and it is prominently on display for my eyes. A soft gasp escapes my lips, as my fingers pinch, then twist my nipples to hardness while I stare at Andrew’s crotch.When Andrew finishes with his stretches, he looks over in time to see my hand disappear under my bikini bottoms. Standing there, he reaches inside the speedo.