I was scared at first but then, getting my wits back, I smiled and came back with one of my usual charismatic responses. He smiled back at the comment...and lowered the barrel, " your a ballsy little bastard ain't you?" he said, "I like that; what can I do for you?" I began my usual bit; joking and bullshitting with him, and after 30 minutes or so, like always, he invited me in and even helped me carry my equipment from my car into the house. While continuing our conversation in the house, I. Bhabhi ab kantrol nahi kar sakte the meri jiv bhabhi ki choot me fir rahi thi bhabhi aapne dono hath bed ko pakad ke bhich rahe the mene jiv ke shath sath 1 ungli bhi bhabhi ki chut me ghusa di wow kya garam chut thi bhabhi aaahhhhh kar gaye or mera sir pakad ke or aander karne lage.bahot buri tarah bhabhi chut ko chat raha tha or ungi bhi kar raha tha.me bhabhi ki choot se aap na muh hi nahi hatana chahta tha par koi 18 minit ke bad bhabhi bole ki me aarahi hu.to mene aapna muh hata diya kyu. Fortunately, she maintained her silence biting down on the other pillow like a well-trained step-sister submissive.I had no choice but to drain into her shaking body and she froze into a rigid stick underneath me. Then, she must have gotten her much-awaited tingle and bucked me up into the air like a bronco gone wild and wanting to run the hills freely and without a rider on her back. I dug in my heels and gave it to her good and hard and she calmed down and melted into a puddle of female flesh. She turns to me, swallows, and leans over to whisper in my ear. “The jokes on her. I’m not wearing socks... or panties.” She places her head on my shoulder and starts to rub my cock through my pants. “I sit at a desk and watch all of the ship’s cameras. You would be surprised as to what I’ve seen the last few days.” We go back to eating, but her hand never stops rubbing. “This smokey Gouda compliments the beef so well, and the risotto... the risotto has me so wet.” we finish just as Ashley.