Thodya velane tv pahta pahta bhabhi pn zopun geli. Mi bedroom mdhe jaun pahil tr aai shant zopli hoti. Mi hluch bhabhi jvl aalo n ticha chehrya kde pa...u laglo..Ti khup gori hoti n tiche laal bhadk oth phun maza nunu ata khup uttejit zala hota . Mi jeva ticha stanakde pahile teva maza nunu aankhi uttejit zala karn bhabhi dudh pajlyanantr blouse ch button lavayla visrli hoti….Maza dolyapudhe tiche bhariv stan bra cha baher yet hote..Bhabhi ne red color chi bra ghatli hoti tyamule tiche stan khup. .another area she'd never dared, nor let me venture into. This time however, she didn't stop me, so I went for it, and slipped my finger into her tight arsehole.I felt her hole tighten around my finger, and I started to push it in and out. This seemed to do the trick as she pulled us over so that she was on her back again, and, adjusting her swimsuit so as to allow ease of access, guided my rock-hard cock inside.... I knew what needed to be done here, as it was the same old routine we'd become. ********** When returning from a night out, Eric and Sharon always parked at the curb in front of her parent’s home. It had become their spot, the place where they could take a few extra moments to just hold each other before she had to go in. Tonight though, Sharon seemed preoccupied. Even the shadows inside the car couldn’t hide her concern as she kept glancing at the house. Suddenly Sharon turned and with a beaming smile, teasingly replied, ‘First you have to promise.’ Eric knew it was her. She knew it would not be wise to object to Bill’s wishes. He turned and adjusted the water in the shower. When she got in, and he followed her, she guessed that she was about to wash him. She was astonished when he pushed her back to wet her hair and then shampooed it for her. What the fuck? No man had ever washed her hair for her before. Then again, no man had ever pissed on her before. Bill was a very different kind of man. There was that thing he had said, too.“You are mine now,” that is.