Tab mene apna lund baher nikala ke uske muh par maara gaal pe maara …Aur phir se uske muh me daal diya…..Tabhi me zhuka aur uske gaand par char ch...nte rakha diya use maja aa raha tha ….Aur muze bhi….Lekin in sab me me yeh bhul gaya tha ki woh ek baar zhad gayi hai aur main nahi… Balki me charam seema par hu…Kyun na iske muh me nikaal du…Waise bhiisne mere muh me hi nikaala hai ….Me bhi ab uske baal pakad kar jor jor se andar bahar karne laga ….Mene phir se lund bahar nikaal kar uske muh par. I read the emails from the two men who were occupying my farm. Each of them sent me an email the night before. According to them everything was fine."Bart," I said when he entered the cabin after his meeting with Andrew. "You want to ride back with me? I'll be leaving after the service." Do you have the Ranger?" Bart asked."Of course," I replied."Then I need to see how much longer Rita has to be here. If she can come home in the next couple of days, I'll stay. If it is going to be longer, I'll. She looked fuckin' hot! She was wearing a red flowy shirt that accentuated her curves, and my favorite thing of all, yoga pants, perfectly complementing her already beautiful ass. She walked in and gave me a hug, then asked what smelled so good. "That, my dear girl, is homemade pizza" I replied with a tinge of pride. "You made pizza!?", she asked, eyes wide,"that's fuckin' awesome!"I chuckled "Yes ma'am", I replied," just for you". She smiled. As we ate the pizza, we flirted back and forth with. I felt my trousers save the settee from being soiled once more. The heady aroma of her juices filled the room and I found myself sucking in as much air as I could to savour them. She rubbed my cock with her body – it was all I needed. I was controlling myself up to the point when Sarah started to pant and gasp for air. Seeing and hearing her pant always took me over the edge. Generally I would have my cock inside her, but right now it was firmly inside my trousers. I could feel my own wetness.