I kept doing all three things to her pussy until her legs locked around my neck like a pair of vice grip pliers. She had a handful of my dreadlocks pu...hing my face deep into her pussy. I could only breathe through my nose every few seconds. I managed to still suck on her pussy like a newborn baby. Susan was cumming so hard that the juices were running down my cheek. It seemed as if her orgasms last for at least three straight minutes. I bent over her and began to give her a deep kiss, my new. Main aksar unke ghr jaaya krta tha .Main unko yaad krke hi muuth marrta tha or kbhi kbhi unko touch v kiya krta tha or aunty ne v kbhi mujhe kch nhi kha tha ik din main unke paas gya or apni pent ki zip lgwani thi laker aunty k paas gya or unke boobs suit main se bahr a rhe the mere lund khada ho gya or unse batte krne lgg gya aise hi batte krte mjak main aunty ne bola k aise kya hatoda mara jo zip hi tut gyimaine smile di or maine bol diya k htauda hi marra tha or aap ki yaad a rhi thi is liye. I was there for about an hour and with no activity I was just to get up and leave, when I heard the bell on the door. I decided to wait and see if he would enter the theater where I sat anxiously. Now, before I go any further let me give you a little idea of this theater. The couch I sat on was blocked from vision upon entering by a curtain, and to see who entered the person entering must walk around the curtain to be seen and to see anyone sitting in the back area. There is an opening between. It was like an instant meal of insanely strong feelings of caring for and absolute want-wanting. It reminded me of all the times I had had to separate two children fighting over the same toy. I was a 31 year old woman that wanted, yes absolutely needed that red car (in the shape of a man). The rest of the day passed slowly by and I found myself staring unseeingly into walls, other people’s faces, the food I was eating and so on. I’m just hoping no one told me anything important, because storing.