My gentle strokes were igniting her passions. She was turning hot. I could feel the heat of her body raise as I massaged her lovely smooth legs. Tara�...�s cheeks and face had turned red.Her facial expressions turned horny as she held my huge burning piece of meat in her leg fingers. It was too big. Her fingers were slowly moving up and down, making it very firm and hard. Her soft sensual strokes on my dick drove me crazy. The warmth and softness of her skin felt good to my hands.I did not want to. At his command, she knelt before him. Her slender hands trembled as she reached up to part the folds of his robe. Her mouth slack, she wet her lips as her eyes remained fixed on his erection. He had made her ask, made her ask to take him into her mouth. Finally he had consented and slowly her hands caressed him, chains faintly clinking, fingers wrapping around firmly, one hand cradling and gripping beneath, to draw him deep within, hot and firm within, as deeply as she could manage. His hands. Issy’s fingernails rake against John’s chest, ripping his skin in her frantic effort to grasp the huge magnitude of the wave of passion that is consuming her. Guttural female sounds rise from deep in Issy’s throat and her breasts jut firmly outwards as her body arches in an effort to drive her clit against John’s hardness as many times as she can before the waves consuming her body subside. Issy's clit and her nipples are aching and burning with a need she could never imagine and only John's. Kuch fi karlo.Mem uska sarir se udke side me leti.Hum dono oppose me aamne samne face rakhe side se lete.Mene uska chathi ki bal par hath gumay.Sardar apne dhahine hath gand me sahalthe raha.Meri pat me chuth se nikali uska lund pani nikal ke bahar aagayi.Mene panty leke usko saf ki.fir Sardar ka lund fi saf ki.Sardar :Kumari darling thumari gand marum afi.Mem : ab khana peena hone ke bad.kapda pahnlum.Sardar :khana khane keliye kapda kisliye.nange hi rahenge.Mem : ache ji mem pisap karni.