He leans forward to drive an angle on her dripping pussy. Again she goes wild, crying out as we draw the lust from her from both directions. As he ...ails her unmercifly, I shift over and slowy reach under her, seeking her clit with my fingers. My fingers find themselves on either side of her steamy lips, feeling them streched around his cock as it ravages her body. I set my fingers working her clit, drawing circles over it and grinding it down. Her quick breaths become more frantic as she. She has quite an extensive bar going…I began making mixed drinks - real fruity but potent drinks, 99 bananas, pineapple vodka, orange juice and pineapple juice. I made hers pretty strong, and it wasn't long before I was pretty buzzed - I wasn't used to drinking during the day plus my stomach was pretty much empty. The more she talked the more stressed she got; the more she talked the more I looked at her body and wanted her so fuckin bad (plus her English was hard to follow). As she leaned back. But he stopped almost immediately and stood up. He pressed both hands to my shoulders and gently pushed me down to my knees."Your turn!" was all he said as he unzipped his fly. He undid his belt and pushed his pants and underwear down and stepped out of them. His cock was big! Like the men in the picture, he had to have had at least 8" of very wide dick. It looked absolutely menacing, with a large, spongy, bulbous head that had a very pronounced ridge."Put your mouth on it!" he commanded. I. Meine soch liya tha agar farmhouse per agar mujeeb sir ne pehal kiya to mein apne aapko nahi rokungi. Yehi sab sochte hue mujhe neendh aa gayi. Sawere hamesha ki tarah saara kaam niptakar mein ek kitab padh rahi thi achanak phone bajh utha meine phone uthaya mujeeb sir ka phone thaMein : hello … kaunMujeeb: hello sundari ……….. kya kar rahi hoMein : ji kuch nahi.Mujeeb : to kya plan hai aaongi na.Mein : koshish karoongi.Mujeeb: pls raani aajao mere paas tumhara ek cheez hai use lene ke liye to.