He patted the spot next to him, and I cuddled up beside him again. “Will you tell me what you did talk about?”Trying to explain my insanely silly ...rain fart was extremely embarrassing. After I went through the conversation, as far as I could remember, I tried anxiously to justify myself.He chuckled teasingly. “So you had a conversation about history books and Chantry scholars, with an unknown elf you somehow assumed was a servant – despite not acting or dressing like a servant, and being far. Tkareebn 1 minute baad tazi dhaar k sath mayny sari money us kmoo may nikaal di or wo usy sara pi gai.or mujy zor sy japhi daal k kaha bohet maza ayah y. Us k baad nasreen uth k bachon k room may gai bachon ko dekhny ormay kuch dare leta raha or tv dekhta raha takreeban 15 minute k aad nasreen dobara ai or fruite bhar k plate lay ai jo hum ny mil k khaya.mayny nasreen sy baton baton may kaha k ager may kahon k apni chuti sister ki dilwao tu dilwao gi kia wo sun k khamosh ho gai or phir kehny. She licked and sucked him until he thought he would spurt right down her throat. She writhed as he sought out her most secret places with his tongue and her juices flowed when he teased with it inside her untried cunt.He could take no more. Suddenly finding his strength, he lifted her up and impaled her small lithe body on his ready to burst cock. She rode him. He cried in ecstasy as she moved and rocked her hips. Tightening her muscles and then relaxing them. She came again and again. . This time she smeared my wetness under my nose. I recoiled in disgust, but one harsh warning from her got me to lay still. She made several trips to my cunt, my whole body shaking as she stroked me. She covered my upper lip and nostrils with my own juices, her smiling eyes holding mine the whole time. All I could smell was my arousal. Her hand went back to my pussy and started to stroke me. She was going to get me off! My eyes fluttered closed as she lightly touched my most sensitive.