Then humne jagah car roki and meri car black tinted h … Mene use apni seat pe le liya and uska muh meri taraf tha and humne kissing start ki …Mene...kissing karte karte uski t shirt utari usne bola janu yaha koi dekh lega ….Mene bola ni bacha hum dusare ko pyar karte h kuch ni hota and mene uski t shirt utari and uske boobs ko suck karne laga bra pahne hue and vo mere balon ko sahla rhi rthi and den mene uski bra neeche kardi and uske nipples ko bite karne laga aur vo aanhe bharne lagi….Mene uske. The glare of her fully exposed naked ass was nearly too much stimulation for me. I had to balance myself on Lolly’s shoulder when she stood up. Apparently it was all too much and too good for the other men watching as well. They both adjusted their erections and fled as soon as I turned to see how much they enjoyed the impromptu show.My wife had more comin’ to her for her brazen disregard of set rules, so I grabbed her by the wrist and led her roughly into the private backroom I’d seen her. It was almost to the widest point. “It’s too big,” she whispered. “Nonsense, slave. It’s been there many times before. Even the red one fits. Should I get the red one, make you take it? Make you stand in the corner with it in your ass, while I amuse myself with Allison?” I let the blue one slip out of her ass, watched her asshole slide back towards normal (and tiny). “No, please,” she said, pushing back and moving her ass around, trying to find the tip of it. “Okay, baby, you need to show me. Martha said, "Could you kindly quit handling the merchandise and open your presents?" But it's such beautiful merchandise," Bob protested. Nevertheless, he withdrew his hand.Jill opened the smaller package and found it was a business envelope. Opening it, she found it contained a legal document. She scanned it and just shook her head. She wasn't sure exactly what it was and passed it to Bob who studied it more closely.After reading it carefully, he looked up, startled. "Martha, is this what I.