He diddled my clit faster, harder. Those little sparks of delight made me squeal. My asshole squeezed about his thrusting cock. He grunted, pounding m... hard and fast. He jammed his dick to the hilt in me.“Yes, yes, yes, Daddy!” I moaned. “Make me cum! Then flood my ass with all your jizz!”“Yes, kumquat!” he grunted, hammering me so hard and fast. My butt-cheeks rippled as the pleasure washed through me. My eyes widened. My fingers squeezed and clenched into the sheets. I groaned and grunted. He. As he pulled his cum covered fingers from my pussy, he pushed me onto my back forcefully. I giggled slightly as he looked dominantly down at me. He started wrestling his waistband with his fingers before finally pulling his shorts down. His cock flung up into the air, erect. It seemed to wobble around as he knelt over me. He started to move his cock closer to my mouth. I felt a bit reluctant as the head pressed against my mouth. The precum started to seep out of his helmet and rubbed on my. This story is based on my real sex experience with a gorgeous marvadi lady and about the lady, it is very difficult to describe her beauty in word and only word I can describe her is angel and 5/5 star rating in all the ways. This happened only few days back when I left my job for better future and while I was on a search for a new job. As of us we all know that marvadi women will be very attractive, the way they dress and wore sari with showing their stomach & back open, half covered. “Well Biddy, I’ve got my instructions from the new missus and it has to come down. So that’s that.” Biddy merely sighed and shook her head. As she turned and walked away she muttered something about consequences, but neither of them could quite make it out. A few days later Fred delivered the tree to George’s cottage. He had brought his two sons with him to help. The trunk was very heavy and required a lot of manoeuvring using blocks, tackle and wooden poles..