Choot ki ras se lund or stata sat andar bahar ho raha tha,Yeh sab dekh kar main bechain sa hone laga or fir chudai khatam hone par apne bathroom me mu...h maar kar lund ko sant kiya , sham ko main khud hi mami ke ghar chala gaya or mami ko dekha ki kitchen me thi main wnha ja kar bola ki mami mumjhe naureen ko chodna hai mami boli kya bakwas kar rha hai tujhe sharam nai aayi aisa bolte hue maine bhi unhe mobile dikhate hue bola ki apko sharam nai aayi khalil uncle se chudwate hue aaj aap mere ko. Her fingers tenderly explored Violet’s plain face, her angular, pert nose, the wells of her eyes, and those wonderful lips. Violet stayed very still, she understood Trinity needed to touch as much as she needed to be touched. While she was a nurse, in this setting she was in a difficult position, for Trinity was far more than a patient, she was her lover. Trin’s pudgy, strong hands, gently felt the wellspring of tension in the based of her neck, and dug the base of her thumbs into the neck,. "Got here as soon as I could." "Never soon enough." Her eyes held a sinful promise before she reached up to kiss me. I met her halfway. She locked her arms around my neck and arched her chest forward to press into me. I kept one hand on her waist and let the other roam over her back, her ass and the top of her thighs before coming back up to cup one breast through the soft material. "No, never soon enough," I confirmed when we separated. She held the door as I took my stuff inside. All the. The bed would smell like sex but who'd give a damn? We'd likely fuck in it again just to get a good use out of the sheets. He'd have my throat wet from salivating, because with every taste of his tongue or sweat stained skin I wanted more, I was being greedy. I wanted more even though there was none to start with, but it didn't stop me. I kept stroking, increasing strength and speed with each stroke. He'd be pounding me by now, and although it'd hurt it'd result in so much fucking pleasure.