.Uski tu bus gand or choot ka bhosra bana hota hai…Phir wo larki achi tara kuch dyr tak hath ko undar bahir karti hai.Ka jab wo pura hath bahir nika...ti hai tu gand ka bhi football ban gaya hota hai..Or larki ka haath gund or khoon ka nishanon sa bhara hota hai….Jisko wo randi ka muon mein achi tara mal mal kar saaf karti hai…Or phir larkon ko ishara karti hai or wo biwi ki gand mein motna shuro kar dyty hain ka wo bhi bhar jati hai….Or aik dildo us mein ghusa kar usko bhi bund kar dyty. The cock she had been dreaming about for years was finally to be impaled in her lusting cunt and she was not to be denied making her fantasy of many years a reality.Tori had leaned back while Denise was changing position and had removed her panties to reveal a very hairy wet dripping pussy. She was finger fucking her hot hairy cunt for all it was worth and leaned over with her free hand to grasp my hot man meat below her friend's cunt. She rubbed the head of my cock along her friend's hot. The sensation that follows causes a shiver of excitement to run through her.They both smile as they catch one another’s eye. Alan lets his mother go into the bathroom first. She nods, feeling his eyes on her ass. She is glad about her choice in panties. She is sure that it is having the desired effect on the boy. As they both stand in the bathroom, there is a nervous tension in the air. Just the day before neither had felt anything—at least not openly. There is a feeling of expectation this. “So how long has it been since you last were with a person?” she asked inquisitivelyI stammered. I couldn’t speak well but I mumbled out “7 years.”She started to kiss me more and more. Her hands moved like silk down my outer thighs.“So I guess you’ve been here diddling yourself for some time now.” She spoke in a mournful and more understanding voice.At that moment I realized how much I wanted her here all fears and embarrassment melted away. We sat in silence for awhile as she rubbed me. Her.