Her boobs are highly developed. But I never thought about her main nahi janta tha key woh mujh main interestd hai. Aik din ghar per beetha bore ho rah... tha socha chalo ahmad (my friend’s name)ke ghar chaltay hain jab main uis ke ghar giya tu uis ke chooki dar nay batay ke sahab abhi bahar gay hain aur annay walay hain.yeh sun ke main wapas apni car main a ker baith giya. Abhi main wahan per baith hi tha key ahmad ki chooti bahn driver key saath college se wapas a gai.mujahy dekh ker boli sher. Inward I pressed and lifted her legs to ease entry. It worked and I slid in to the hilt. I was balls deep in my own daughter and it felt amazing. I could still hear the party going on downstairs, the laughing and joking, as I thrust in out of my daughter’s teenage pussy. She was warm and wet and tighter than my wife. I was now over her, looking down into her pert young features, wanting to see pleasure in them but dreading she should open her eyes. I went faster, moving us both up the bed so I. He made me groan badly, as I slowly undid his trousers and pulled his cock out. My soft fingers slowly pulled his cock up and down.Then I leaned down on him and sucked the huge black head as I felt Jerome was running his hand up my skirt and into my tiny wet thong…My pussy was now dripping wet with excitement as my black man tugged my thong and eased it off, without any resistance from me.I stood up and stripped; then lying back down and opened my long legs playing with my soft pussy lips. First his tongue followed the contours, just checking tomake sure everything was in preparation. Droplets ofmoisture forming from his heavy breathing made a home wherehis tongue had explored and then one gasp preceded a rush ofheat.He went down on me hard and began sucking away all theinhibitions programmed by society. It felt good. My nippleswere still hard and not fully recovered from their lastvisitation. My ears sung and the scent of his manhood wasstrong in the.