Didi boli chup kr ar yaha aa mere pair dard kr rhe hai hai daba inhe mei Darte darte unke pairo ko daba he rha tha ki mjhe didi ki laal panty niche gi...i hui dikhi mene didi ke niche dekha th wo bilkul nangi thi uski chut mjhe saaf dkh rahi thi mjhe chakkkar ane lage the mra lund khada hone laga tha ar ab hawas ka bhoot mjh par hawi ho rha tha aur mjhe jald se jald muth Marna tha di magazine muh pe rakh ke so rahi thi mei dhere se apna lund bhar nikal kr muth mar rha tha mann th chut chune ka. ..oh wow....so sensitive. Even in between the toes, under the sole, fingernails scratching softly... my toes... curling ..., Oh My God!. By the time I was turned over onto my back my legs were trembling uncontrollably.Again, hands started sliding up my legs outside the thighs, then the top surface across the knees and upwards, then inside calves and thighs and again stopping just before where I most wanted, most needed to be touched. Over and over again until I was pushing my torso upwards. As our passion built Jerry held my hips and I felt his thrusts become deeper and more urgent. He was huge inside me and my pussy was convulsing on his cock as a massive orgasm built from deep inside me. But, just as I was about to explode Jerry beat me to it and I felt him pumping me full of his warm cum. He held me there for a few seconds as his passion slowly subsided and I couldn't help but let out a low moan of satisfaction as I enjoyed being full of this young man. As I looked up I saw. He made his way to the door. "I should go. but, I'm not done talking to you." he turned around and faced the door. "Cover yourself!" A huge smile spread across my face, from ear to ear. "I don't so, and if you want to talk, you're going to have to look at me." I spread my legs a little and let my cock rise up to full mast. "I'd rather not." He slipped his hands into his pockets and I could see him trying to maneuver something. "Come here, and talk to me. Are you such a prude.