Tichya var weekmadhun 2-3 vela tari muth maraycho.Tar ekda zale ase ki mazya ghari konich navte ani tichya ghari pan koni navte, ticha navra baher gav... gela hota kahi kama nimitta, tichi sasu pan bahini kade geli hoti ni tichi doni mule pan tichya mama kade geli hoti. Ani pavasache divas hote, tya mule light pan jayachi sarki. Tya mule mi tharavale ki kahi karun ata hile zavaychech mhanun. Tila mahiti hote ki mazya ghari koni navte tya mule tine tya divashi tichya ghari jevayla bolavale, mi tar. She knew that it was useless to protest or ask for the man to stop. He had his orders and was clearly enjoying obeying them to the letter. She concentrated on trying to control her convulsive shivering as the dousing went remorselessly on and on and on, the jet moving steadily up and down her body. She was directed to turn around from time to time so that her back might get its share and Mr Fitch have a sight of her bruised, battered, but still firm and shapely, rump. The gardener began to feel. Watching Katie who was for most part a beautiful woman fuck your mouth was turning me on like mad and I nearly came as I saw you reach up and caress her beautiful breasts, Katie seemed to like it too! I thought it about time to try something else and removed my cock from your perfect pussy, this didn't go down well as I saw your fingers replace the emptiness that I had left, Katie sat back on the bed her long cock pointing straight up in the air and you could not help yourself, crawling up her. " I heard a man's voice."Oh Walt, he wants to dance with me. Is that ok? His name is Russel. It's just a slow dance, ok? Pleeeze...?"Oh Kimmy... " My head filled with fantastic scenes."Oh Walt, his hands are so big. He's caressing my ass... Oh! Oh god, he's tugging on my nipples... Hon, it feels sooo good." Kimmy, oh Kimmy, don't stop..." Walt, everyone's watching us. Oh Hon, everyone's watching your wife dance in her panties with a stranger...Ooohh..." she moaned."Oh Walt, I'm doing it. Please.