Tu mujhe feel karwa like a true husbandI entered her nice wet pussy. It was very warm with all the juices. I felt like the first time. I loved fucking...her till i could. Pooja no longer was fun for me. I cummed on her face and my sperms were on her face and sindoor. I said – chachi aapke sindoor par abb mera bhi hak hai. She agreed and hugged me tightly and we smooched for some time. I was happy but wanted more after such a long wait.I asked – smita have you ever been fucked in your ass. She. He was sucking my nipples just like a hungry calf drinks milk from buffalo. Srinu’s slurp sounds of sucking are very sweet to hear. I pulled him completely on me and pulled his shirt and threw it near his lungi & underwear lying down.I smelt his hairy arm pits and the musky smell gave the effect of a perfume. I hungrily started sucking his erect black nipples while my hand was playing with his penis & balls. He was moaning sweetly and pushed my head down towards his black meaty pole[penis]. I. " And Traci fits in how?" asked Ted.Greg smiled. "Traci was lonely and tired of trying to have friends only to have them only want her for her beauty or her body. The guys were trying to get in her pants, and the girls would mostly stab her in the back, or try and get her in bed as well. We became friends because we didn't do that to her. She felt safe and could relax with us. Eventually, we all realized that we loved each other and there was no jealousy. Both women are straight except with. I was not fooled by the obvious charade that they were actually sleeping for from my viewpoint I could see movement under the covers and it soon became apparent to me that Helen must be massaging him as I watched the rhythmic rise and fall of the thin blanket in the area of his groin. I initially feigned interest in the movie but increasingly transferred most of my attention to looking from the corner of my eye as my wicked wife was obviously masturbating her companion under the cover of the.