. aur ladkiyaan choot mein ungliyaan daali hongi.. ya phir kisi se chudwayi hongi ya phir koi na koi kisi ko pakadke chod diya… raksha bandhan ke sa...ay umeed karta bahut saare bhai raakhi apne lund pe bandwayen honge aur behne apne bhai ke lund ko leke raakhi baandi hogi.. ya phir chudwayee bhi hongi… jeeyo muskurao aur chudwao kisi na kisi se ya nhi toa apne baap ya bhai se…Mera naam anwar hai mai 30 saal ka hun, meri wife ruksaar wo 34 ki hai, meri story ka ye 4th part hai isse pehle ke teen. One fine day actually my wife was suffering with fever whole night I couldn’t sleep. So that made me to stay back at home, around 11.o’clock she came as usual but when door bell rang, I opened the door only to greet a sexy goddess. I asked her to go inside as my wife is suffering with fever, she went their and enquired her health and soon she returned to kitchen to give my wife a cup of milk also she prepared tea for both of us. Haritha gave my wife milk and tablets sitting on bedside. I was. When I feel my climax approaching, I pull her face hard against my stomach to let my balls explode. Hard spurts of warm sperm shoot down her throat, slither down her breasts and into her stomach. She coughs on the first spurt, but lets the remaining five or six spurts flow down without a sound. Beryl definitely loves to give head and she is definitively an experienced expert at it.When my climax finally ends, she slowly withdraws my cock from her throat and mouth, clears her throat, swallows,. No harm, right? Well, then it progressed. Even if the drier was still running, I would open it up and look inside, particularly if I knew the owner of the clothes was a cute girl. Finally, I did it: I removed and stole a woman’s panties. Back in my dorm room, I would look at them, play with them, and even wear them and masturbate even more. I loved the feel of the nylon lace, and I kind of liked feeling feminine. It was a scary sensation. I wasn’t interested in men, so I wasn’t “gay”, but I.