Choomte choomte mera haath us ki gaand par chala gya. Itna komal gaand, dono hisso ko dono haath se masalne laga, “ha re, tu jaldi sikh gaya. Masal ...era phula gaand, bad me marne bhi dungi. Bol na kaisa hai mera gaand?” Oh oh bahot mazza aa raha hai tuhmara chikna gaand ko masalne me. Baaten karte karte wo ahista ahista hilne lagi. Bol na mai kya kar raha hoon? Lund ko bur ke under me dal diya hai. Arre wo to pahle hi bataya tha. Aab kya kar raha hoon? Kyu, nahi maloom? Nahi. Mai thuje chood. But I was always so excited that I would shoot threads of cum. Still, having it so less often didn’t matter so much as I got her boobs every day. That was all I needed! ????????????????It was all going fine until one day when a new bed was brought to the house saying another girl will be moving in as a paying guest. I don’t know about Bindu, but I was very disappointed. Like, my boob-sucking time was going to be limited. Who knows? It could be the end also. ????????????2-3 days later, the new. You can't be left out. Come and love me, and show me you want to be part of all this." With that, Amy took the drink from his hand and led him to a big padded seat, set out for couples who wanted to have outdoor sex in the evening. Everyone was watching them, but John didn't care. He wanted to prove to Amy that he really wanted her, and he wasn't worried about this magic thing which had possessed them both. Amy lifted the little dress above her head to reveal her small but perfectly shaped. “Easy with the teeth, honey,” he laughs. I’m in no laughing mood as I stare up intohis eyes defiantly, but he’s still sliding his cock in and out of my mouth. “Oh baby, I’m almost there.Just like that honey,” still shoving his cock down my throat, but a little bit lighter now. A good lessonlearned for both of us; teeth can send a clear message. But now, I’m just holding on for dear life. The rhythm of his thrusts increase in pace. His grip on myhead solidifies. I can feel his legs start to.