Her hands attacked my body and I thrived on it, growling in her ear and encouraging her. With every scratch, bite and pinch I fucked her a little more...savagely. Our bodies were mashed together in a hot, desperate effort for release. It wasn't long before we were both panting and groaning, already so close to our climax. * They broke away from each other, eyes locked as they tirelessly and furiously fucked each other. She swung on her bra, freeing her breasts to claw at them, before taking her. ’ I got up and went downstairs into the kitchen to see my mom cooking dinner while Alyssa’s dad “helped” (more like cop a feel when Alyssa and I weren’t looking) and Alyssa was in the living room watching TV.I walked towards the couch and Alyssa saw me walking over to the couch, next to her. She was dressed in her PJs, a white t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts that she rarely used. ‘Why do most of her shorts show off her ass? Not that I’m against it, but…’ I thought.“So I take it that you had a. I push and pull with miniscule movements, and soon the motion - and the sensation of being utterly filled, I’m sure - are enough to make her sound with pleasure.“Ooh my fucking god, your hand,” Emilia cries, arching her back. I move a little faster, and she screams. “Yes, yes, just like that!”I stare at the gorgeous blonde before me, enthralled with the way she's reacting to my intense intrusion. She's sopping wet, tight as a vice, and hot as an oven, my fingertips petting what's probably her. Mere pita ke marne ke bad meine dekha ki meri ma mera kuch jayda hi khayal rakhti hai .mujhe kahi par bahar nahi jaane deti . Sara din apne sath hi rakti hai.mein or meri ma ek sath palang par soya karte the . Mein apni ma ke upar hath rakh kar soyya karta tha .hath rakhte hi mera lund khada ho gaya karta tha par mujhe kuch sex gyan nahi tha .mera lund meri ma ki gand se takra karta tha . Meri ma ma bhi bhi apni gand mere lund se ragda karti thi or so gaya karti thi.jindgi bus yohon hi kate ja.