She was just moaning with utmost pleasure. ahhhhhhhhhh sanjuuuuuuuu am all yours baby… your wife from now on….make me all your’s ahhh…my carin... husbandddddddddd….saying this she came with a huge load on my hand even before am in… I now inserted my finger in and started to finger fuck her… and now inserted another finger…later the other…. she shouted in pain … sanju noppiga vundi ra tattukoleka potunna plzzzzzz ( sanju its paning plzzzz i can’t bare) So I removed her saree along with petticoat. From the look of her, Therese seemed to me to be in her early to mid-twenties, no older than twenty seven. I started to wonder how she had been able to afford a house like this, given that it was a decent sized house built for a family, and she was just one girl. “I hope you don’t think me rude, but I have a lot of unpacking to do.” “Not at all,” I replied. “Thanks. We can talk again soon, when I am not so busy. Bye for now Fox.” And then she shut the door before I had time to properly say. It was pretty full. I guess she had just gotten it recently. I opened the top. The dressing was white and creamy and only the about 1 inch down from the top. Then I got an idea. My mind was a buzz. Could I really do it? Would I really go through with it?I took the bottle with me back to my room. I opened my old toy box in my closet and removed an old Penthouse I had hidden inside. I made myself comfortable and slowly started to stroke myself to the pictures of tits and clits. Before. About four or five guys altogether plus the fat lass. The young guy givin’ all the orders, before the old guy came in, was called Andy and one of the others was Mark. I only know that because one kid called the other Andy and this Andy hissed back at him, ‘no names, Mark!’, which considering the circumstances I thought were quite funny. I never really thought our lives were in danger at that time, that they were just after stealing the sort of Christmas presents that they thought richer people.