Maine aur dus minute tak usko choda aur mera lund ek dum tight aur red ho gaya tha uski chut ko peeche se maaret waqt maine uske boobs bhi dabayae ab ...ime ho gaya tha mai jharne hi waala tha …. maine us say kaha ki baaju mein ho jao mai dust bin mein jhar ke aata hu.. to us nay kaha ki itni der ki mehnat dust bin mein daalna stupidity haiMere muh par Daal to Us nay mera lund aur choosa ,, hilaya aur makne zor se uske muh par peechkari maari woh poora chaat gayee aur mera lund bhi saaf kar diya. He slowly traveled down my ribs past my hips so that his hand rested against my now moist mound. Not breaking eye contact. ‘Are you sore at all?’ His voice was deep and husky. ‘A little.’ I broke out, my voice wasn’t as strong as his seemed to be. He spread my folds with his fingers, slowly stroking my tender flesh as if to soothe it. Inserting one finger, my breath caught and I closed my eyes to his skillful touch. Taking that as a sign to continue, he continued his rhythm of removing his. She wore a tight red dress. Its hemline fell to her mid-thigh. She had also put on her garter belt and black silk stockings. I had bought them for her on our anniversary. It was the first time she got the nerve to wear them. Jennifer said she wanted all the men in the bar to see her dress ride up her leg and expose the top of the stockings when she sat down.My dick surged in my pants at the sight of her. Without her realizing it, Jennifer was helping me carry out my plan. We left the boys with. Joe lay on top of me and lifted my skirt, roughly spread my legs openand pulled down my panty hose and panties down, and then yelled, "Whatthe fuck? He's fucking dude." He jumped off of the bed.Tony and Mark were laughing hard. But Joe wasn't laughing."You fucking queer," Joe said as he bent down and punched me in the facerepeatedly. "You fucking fag?" Hey man, chill," Tony said, "you are going to kill him." Who the hell cares if I kill this worthless whore," Joe said."His pimp," Mark said.