I kissed on his neck below his chin and he started moaning.I kissed his mouth. He closed his eyes and let my tongue go in. I was breathing heavily int... his mouth. I was enjoying a lot. His eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily. Then I sat on his face and rubbed my love-pot on his mouth for some time.When I guessed that he was about to discharge his cum, I did not like to waste the sperm. I removed my mouth from his love-stick. I wanted penetration of his love-stick into my love-pot. I. Not because I said it aloud, but rather because I had said milkhouse rather than farm. I meant to say farm, but somehow milkhouse spilled out of my lips.“The milkhouse!” I said aloud. “She wanted me to have the milkhouse... but why?”I walked across the large backyard and stood before the old door to the small building. My hand was shaking as I reached out and slowly turned the old doorknob. It opened with a creaking groan. “Funny,” I said– I think out loud, “I didn’t remember it making so much. After a minute or so to let him calm down, I slowly started going up and down his cock. This felt so good in me, I could feel him throb and he started moving his hips up and down. I held his balls in my left hand and reached down to my own hard cock, I didn't want to cum just yet either, but Jerry had other ideas. He started to moan my name and move his cock into and out of my mouth, then said "I need it, I need to... cum..." I wanted his spunk in my mouth so bad, I started rolling my. Mayra yek bahote he close friend jammu may rehta hi apnay wife kay saat dono wife and husband job kertay hi our khosee ke zendagee gozaretay hi yek din maray doset nay mojay call kia our bola kay aap jammu moje say melnay aajaweo yek surprise don ga may aglay week owen say milnay jammu chala gia oweh jise makaan may reh raha ta oweh 2 story ta oper makaan malken our nechay mayra doset rehta ta apnay wife kay saat main gate yek he ta laykeen nechay say oper story ko sereyaan tee jise ka derwaza.