Usne turant apna blouse khola phir jaldi s apna bra khol di. Mae tho uska boobs ko dekhta hi rehgaya gazab k kamal k boobs tha uska .Usna bola jeeju d...rd ho raha mae bola peeta hu aor wo bed p late gayi mae uska upar aagaya ho jaldi s doodh pina laga dosto kya doodh tha uska ekdum mitha . Mae pita pita itna magna hogaya kab mera dusra haat uski disri boobs m chala gaya pata hi nahi chala aur mai uska dusra boobs dabana laga. Wo siskariya lena lagi usna bhi maza aa raha tha. Uska mu se aah ahha. That whole evening I did not talk to her. She served me dinner and we sat to watch a bit of television but not a word came out of our mouth at about 9 p.m. My bhabhi went inside and I thought she had gone to the kitchen to fetch me a bit of milk but she didn’t return for the next 15 minutes. I got confused and went inside to see what the matter was. I entered my bhabhis room and found her standing near the mirror. Looking at me she said “ander aao vishal aur darwaza band kar dena” what?????? I. I lift myself, placing his cock at my entrance. I look him in the eye, and make him beg me for it. He’s already trembling and aching for it. I can feel him throbbing hard for me, twitching for the feel of my pussy on his thick cock. I don’t give in easily; I make him beg until he’s blue in the face. All the while, I grind, teasing him, allowing just the head to enter me. This only sends him over the edge, begging more. Finally when I can’t take it anymore, and need a fill of his thick cock, I. "Hey, Lu," I said cheerfully. "I was just calling to tell you to wear something sexy tonight, or hell, nothing at all. "Because I've found a new cock for you to play with." » » » » » · « « « « « He had arrived. Eight o'clock, sharp. "And of course you know the wife," I gestured a hand toward my wife who sat on the edge of our bed, one golden thigh overlapping the other. She was naked beneath her open silk robe, her soft.