Mai apne haatho se usske boobs dabane laga … vo or bhi masti mai aa gai.. Mai kaha kapde uttaro vo uttarne lagi mai bhi uttarne laga hum nange ho ga...e .. Ussne mera land dekha to uss par tut padi usse choosne lagi ..Mujhe maze aane lage 15 min baad mai usske muh mai jad gaya.. Ab mai bola ki aap bed par late jaao vo late gai maine usski taange kholi or usski chut chhante laga …Oooo kya btau kya maza aarhaa tha usski chut chhatne mai .. Janat mill gai thi mujhe to vo siskiya lene lagi aaaahhh. I missed him something crazy, and between thoughts of fucking my husband, and watching this couple practically fucking on-screen in front of me, my panties were already growing damp as I sat uncomfortably on the couch, shifting my weight from side to side.But after a few more minutes of watching people getting something I’m not, crossing and uncrossing my legs, pressing my thighs together against the pressure building up there, I turned the TV off, knowing that I was going to have to do. Watching all this twisted sex and heat had me only too aware of what I’d been missing. It drew me up and out of myself, forgetting I was Marc’s girlfriend, or potential wife material, or anything other than a primal animal in need of complete carnal abandon. I bit down hard on my lip as the familiar excitement built up inside me. I rubbed my clit faster, leaning back harder against the wall to steady myself. Finally I felt myself coming in a long orgasmic wave that had my legs shaking, while I. Morning lecha naku asalu a roju antha na chelli na modda kottadamae manasulo medulindi.Marusati nadu ratri andaram padukunamu naku malli aevaro na modda ne chiku thunnatu anpinchindi naenu lechi chusae sariki na chelli na modda ne notlo pettukoni chikkithundi na naralu motham jivvumani annai na chelli na modda ne icecream chiki nattu chikkithundi okkasariga na modda rasam bayataki vachindi okka chukka kuda vodala kunda motham adae mingaesindi aepati lagae na modda lopali ki petti padukundi naku.