Mery paros men ek 40 saal ki aurat rehti hay jis ka husband uae men hota hay aur us k 2 bachy haen us ka figar hay 48-46=48 rang sanwala hay is site k... stories par kar mera dil bhi howa k kisi ko chodon tu us k mobile pe ek nay number sy call ki aur kaha k ghalti sy call mili hy agar aap naraz no ho tu kuch der batain kar len es tarha kuch din batain hoti raheen aur phir us ko mene ne sex k topic py baat karny ko kaha tu us ny kaha k mera husband 2 saal sy mulk sy bahir hay sex ko bohat dil. I run my hand from the top of her head, through her hair, down her back and linger for a moment on the raised area on her ass. When her breathing evens out I bounce the cane as lightly as possible along the center of her body from her neck to the back of her knees. “Please….don’t…. I can’t do this”, she tries to explain to me. “Yes, you can do this. And you will.” I keep moving the clear acrylic up and down her body as we speak. Her voice is shaking and she sounds like she. Correct? It was an either/or question. Picking one or the other would be a mistake, regardless of which activity was picked. “Is there a reason why we can’t do both?” I asked, following up her question with one of my own. “You’re good!” she said, as she led me by the hand to the couch. A half hour of kissing, tongue lashing and groping of various body parts led us to an hour talk about our relationship and what each of us was thinking. I confessed to having developed some strong feeling about. A few minutes later, Rahul then proceeded to get back to eating my pussy. This time there was no stopping me from cumming so hard! I felt myself drenching as Rahul began to lick my clit fast! I moaned loudly as I came on my brother’s tongue. I could hear him sucking up my juices savoring my taste. I laid there once again breathless as my body felt exhausted from the orgasm.Rahul then proceeded to move back to Preeti to finish her. I saw her wrap her legs around his head holding him close to her.