He clasped her breasts, massaging them. ‘Ohhh, Bobby!!! That’s so nice!!!’ Paulette crooned, pressing back against his thrusts. He was so invent...ve! She was so glad she’d asked him to come over! ‘Making love with you is fantastic!’ Bobby murmured, jabbing into her. ‘It…is, isn’t ittttt??!!!’ Paulette replied. Once more she knew the delight of being invaded by his swollen rod. If her husband didn’t have time to keep her satisfied, Bobby would be a very satisfying fill-in! ‘Bobby!!!! Bobby!!!!!. –kivabe ma?–rakho osob kotha.–na, boloo na.–dustu, khub sunte icche korse amar mukh theke na! ota purusher gopon jaygay lagay.Mar mukher eituku kotha suney amar nishas groom hoye gelo. Ami bollam,–ma tomar sorir amay dekhabe?–hmm, dekhabo. Onek vebe dekhlam tomar to kono dosh ney, soba-ee etake mene niese ar amio sorirer jala mitate chai.–debe ma amak tomar shorir?–hmm, koth-theke shuru korbo bolo? Amar kon ongota tomar sobche priyo?Ami dhok gile bollam,–tomar buk.Ma muchki hese buker achol. Arching her back with her mouth open wide and panting, I feel her delight in being fully aroused. Her nipples get even harder, as she grabs my hands again, and shows me how to pleasure her tits.Still pumping me like crazy, she uses my hands to alternate between massaging her flesh and pulling her nipples. She wants them used and used hard, much harder than I would have ever guessed. Screaming, she now goes into overdrive and brings her focus back to her groin. Her desire burns between us like a. She’s horrified to see that, as she does, a long line of her juice stretches between the wet material and her puffy lips. It breaks and drips onto his stomach. ‘I’m so sorry’-‘ she starts, disgusted byherself but he just smiles and encourages her to take her pants all the way off. ‘Turn round, let me see’ he says. Feeling very exposed but wanting to please him, she does so, falling onto all fours, her ass towards him, her legs closed, trying to obscure her large, dripping pussy lips. She dreads.