"As they drove to the restaurant, he reached over and put his hand under her dress and felt her pussy. "You aren't wearing panties. I like that. I lov... your bald pussy." She then leaned over and unzipped his pants. She found his cock and pulled it out. "Looks like the boss needs some special attention. Pull over and let me give you what you need." He pulled the car over to a side street and she bent over him and licked his cock. She usually sucked his cock daily for him in the office, but in. .uufff…aama…fuck my dear son fuck me hardly badly” & “come on crush me” , “mera chuth ko paad de mere lal” he hold my belly(kammar)with his hand’s & say “yes mom “what a chooth your mom” “your gaand so fuckable mom” i told him “now onward’s you call me by name dont say mom ok aauhh…ufff…” he ” ok manjula dear i want to fuck you day & night whole life long” . My chooth release so much of liquid’s now his cock moving easily and i ready for 2nd orgasm (while fucking me in doggy style from 40. I moan with the pain and try to push your hand off me. You slap my hands away and growl at me, “Don’t interfere, you bitch. Your punishment is far from over.” Still hammering your cock into me, you slap my left breast hard. It bounces on my chest and pain fills it quickly. You laugh and do it again, back handing it this time. You set up a rhythm of blows that set my breasts into continuous motion and continuous pain. As the pain mounts I weep and moan, and my tears flow freely. But my. "And you just couldn't say no, right Jack? Well, that sounds just like you. All that matters to you is sex!" Oh, come on, Brooke," Jack retorted. "That's just not true." It's all you ever talk about!" Oh, bullshit, Brooke! But if I do talk about sex, maybe it's because you never want to do it. And when you do, you want it to be over as quickly as possible." Now you're saying this is my fault?" Of course not! This is totally my fault. I should have said no and I didn't. I did it, not you. I'm.