Lauren swung round as the program mercifully ended, and facing away from the television, arranged her legs over his. Her skirt hitched up very slightl... allowing him to see her tanned thighs as she laid back against the other end of the sofa. Taking his cue, his hands absently explored her legs, starting as close to her feet as he could reach. Lauren was pleased with the result of her shift, and thought about bringing her feet up onto his end of the sofa, but decided that that would have been. That’s all you're good for. Fuckin and suckin. That’s it... move your hand, bitch. I’ll show you what to do with that cunt." obediently, the girl took her hand away, and the man replaced it with his. He wasn't a little man, 6'2, Harris figured, and easily 200 pounds and his hands were big, meaty things that looked rough. Quickly he jammed his middle finger into her hot young pussy hole, and she pulled away from his cock with a loud, "oooh, mister... oww...” he grabbed her by her hair with his. Meine mazak mein kaha tumhari gand sabe nazuknahi hei sabse nazuk to President Bush (America) ki gand hei to Shweta boli woh kaise? To meine kaha wah aise ki duniya mein kuchh bhi ho salli America ki hi fatne lagti hei. Mere is joke per wah bade jor se hansne lagi aur meine uske iss hansi ka fayda uthate huye Shweta ki gand ke chhed ka nishana lete huye apna lund puri takat se uski gand mein thok diya jaise koi Lohar garm lohe per chot karta hei. Shweta itni zor se cheekhi ki uski ladki jaag. He sucked in a deep breath. There was a subtle, sweet aroma coming from the scented candles. Tom walked slowly into the room and stared at the romantic effects. "Do you like it, Tom?"Tom turned and looked at Natasha. She was standing just inside the doorway, dressed in a short cotton bathrobe. Her eyes were on him, her full lips spread in a sensuous smile."I do like it," he nodded."I was hoping we could resume what we started three weeks ago." Natasha crossed the floor until she was standing in.