Faqt zaw zaw zawawa pucchy lawadyawar haann . aata mami cha pani suthu lagal hotw wa . mami chi pucchi tun aata kam ras wahu lagala hota, mami mhanali...bas aata mi tujha hatyar chokate, asa mhanat mami khali basun mala bed war basawun maja lund halwu lagali, halucha maja lunda chi supari magh gheun mhanali jay tuja lawada ki gora gulabi aahe ani lay swachha aahe, asa mhanat maja ladawar thuki marun jeeb haluwar phiru lgali, tine jeeb phirawat maja lund purn pane gilaycha praytna kela pan maja. I crawled up, my balls and caged dick and most of my body throbbing in pleasure and pain.My wife looked so happy as Jamal grabbed her throat and mercilessly thrust his huge rigid black penis deep into her eager consenting vagina. He cried out. "Fuck yeah, this is what white pussy deserves!" as he aggressively manhandled my wife, slapping her face and tits, leaning down and sucking and biting hard on the flesh of her upper body, her tits and neck and shoulder. As I licked up my own cum I. Whistles followed Katrina's march through the club, and one guy even tried to grab her bum before we finally reached the semi sanctuary of the booth. "God, that's revolting. They're pigs," Katrina hissed as she settled herself in."They think you're a dancer, that you're hot. You know, you are. Maybe you could dance here," I teased."They're sluts... whores." I'd like you to dance for me," I whispered in her ear. "Naked."Vanessa had seen us as we'd progressed through the club and, after finishing. I was in an awkward and uncomfortable position - literally and figuratively - but I was determined to please this lady.She held my head in place and grinded her hips into my face. I sucked and licked her pussy with everthing I had."Yes!" she snarled as she humped my chin. "Eat that pussy, Mr. Clayton! Eat that pussy...!!"A few minutes later she suddenly tensed, gasped and screamed my name."Mr. Clayton....!!"She lost her balance and fell on top off me. We were a sweaty, panting mass on my living.