Nischinta zop. Udya sakali bolu savistar.Naresh: Hashhh. Ata kuthe bara vatla mala. Ata niwanta zop yeil. Pan tari sudhha, joparyanta tu majhya ghari ...hes toparyanta me majhy room madhe hi knock karun shiren :D. Parat asa nahi honar. Shreya: Haha… kahi garaj nahi ahe. Tuza ghar ahe. Tu adjustment nako karu. Kiti kalji ghetlis tu majhi. Mjahy birthday chya divshi mala ekta vatu naye mhanun evdi changli bday planning keli. Ani BTW, asa parat zala tr majhi kahi harkat nahi ahe :P. I’s really taken. Bring some massage oil and started to run hands on her shoulders smoothly and she was awaken little surprisingly.Then I massaged her perfect sized tits and kissed them passionately. She was moaning and did not bother to say anything. Then I went to her naval and then started to massage her thighs. She was fully aroused but I want it to be slow and pleasurable. I removed her panty and kissed her love hole. Her smell was intoxicating. I slurped my tongue on her clits, gave a tongue fuck. Then I. The device hummed quietly to life, to my delighted surprise, sending tingling sensations coursing through my body. I brought the coffee to my lips, pretending to sip at it to cover my quiet gasp, though my eyes closed in the effort. The sensations ran through my body, my small nipples hardening in delight, the fabric of my tight t-shirt clinging to them, though they remained hidden by my sweater to the public. I simply enjoyed myself for nearly five minutes before the inevitable happened: A man. Her legs began to shake and all the muscles of her loins started to spasm as she came. It was a softer orgasm than before, but it seemed more intense. She was again panting in short spurts, flexing and jolting with each wave, and I could feel the walls of her happy vagina compressing onto my fingers. At the same time she was alternately holding the fingers in her ass still, then easing them back and forth to milk her precious orgasm from her rectum. I was completely turned on by the spectacle.