Soma eibar tar komor ta chepe chepe amar jeebher ar amar anguler oopore tar guud ta chepe chepe dhorte laglo aar uru duto diye amar matha t ke chepe d...ore aste aste gongate laglo. Soma sukher chote kampte kampte ahhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhh ufffffffffff ishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ishhhhhhhhhh korte thaklo aar khanik pore ek bar jore ohhhhhhhh kore amar jeebher oopore tar guuder jol khoshiye dilo. Jol khosabar someye Somar guuder golapee chenda ta bar teen char khabi khabar moton khullo aar bondo holo aar nije. Just as Ken reached out with his senses to see who it was, Sandy scooted out from under the car, her face, hands and forearms smeared with black grease. Ken blinked in surprise."Sandy, I didn't know that you knew Eric's parents." Yup," she said walking up. "Met 'em at your party and found out that Mr. Solberg liked getting' dirty. You know I couldn't resist that." Little girl," said the man, blushing just a bit, "I'll have some respect, or I'll put you over my knee."Ken felt a wave of lust from. As I slowly, rhythmically fucked her, I leaned to the side and watched as her huge tits swung to and fro, her massive tanned boobs slowly heaving as I shagged her, it was almost hypnotic. I thought that it would be nice to see her face as she came and perhaps get a better view of her swaying tits. Behind us was a full-length mirror. Still holding her hips I said, "Move round for me honey, face the mirror so that I can see you better as I fuck you." With the cock still buried deep inside her, we. Kisses, kisses and kisses all over her face. I kissed her chin, kissed her neck, kissed her nose, kissed her closed eyelids, kissed her forehead, kissed at the back of her ear. My hands were caressing her back. She was moaning. Just my kissing was making her moan. I embraced her tight. She raised her hair around and I could now see her face clearly. She was smiling. She said, you know the art of love making. Who taught you all this? I said the nature. She said, why nature is not teaching.