Kahne lagi mujhe mat tarpao.Me bahoot tadap rahi hoon.maine uski choot ki diwar dono hath se khol kar apni jeebh uski ander dal kar ander bahar karne ...aga.to wo chilla kar kahne lagi ki kha ja meri choot ko,ise mere admi ne kabhi kiss bhi nahi kiya or tum ise itna pyar kar rahe ho.or thori der me mere land se precum hone laga.wo bhi mere land k tope per jeebh pher rahi thi.or mere ball ko bhi chat rahi thi.tabhi uski choot se white pani nikla or wo thori der k liye rook gay,maine uska sara pani. .OhhhOr vo mera muh uski chut ke andar or daka dene dagi or vo mere muh me hi jad gaee.Uska pani me pigaya or vo bohot mast tha or muje to bohot maza aa raha tha shower me ye sab karte huve.Phir usne kaha aab aur maat tadapayo rahul.Please meri is chut me aapna loda gussa do.Phir mera to pehli baar tha to mene apni chachi se hi aapna lund unki chut me gusane ko kaha.Mera lund 8 inch ka hai.Usne aapne komal hatho se mera lund uski chut me dala or phir kaha muje dakka marne ko .Mene kaha muje. It was white lightening, potent and jagged."He was a Quaker, too, friend of my father, the man I married, but he seldom went to meeting. It was arranged, of course. I had no choice, didn't want one really. We were married for five years, and I've been a widow for three."My age guess had been pretty good, I thought, as a quirky wind blew a sheet of rain in across us."We never had any children. He, he, well, after the first month, he decided I was not going to get pregnant so he went back to his. I was ready to lift her skirt and pull down her panties and fuck her twat until she couldn't take it. Not being too presumptuous I decided instead to open up that white blouse and do a little nibbling of my own.My hands nearly ripped open her blouse as I was ready to just maul my dear Mrs. Magg. Our passions were getting a bit out of control as we pawed at each other like a****ls Sucking lips, necks or any other body part that came within range of our mouths. I am not sure how many buttons.