Divya: ache maza aa rahe hain na be gandu…Shilpa: kitni khush dikh rahi h ye kuttiyaaa apni gaand me ungli ghuswa k..Fir shilpa ne ungli nikali aur ...ivya ne ungli se chodna chalu kar diya.. mujhse raha nhi gaya toMe: bas karo madam, ab to meri gaand mar do, faar do meri gaand… bana do mujhe asli kuttiyaaaa, chod do apni chhinaaaal ko…..Itne bolte hi divya ne dusri, fir teesri, aur chouthi ungli bhi dal di….Divya: le be chhinaal, faar di teri gaand, gusa diya pura hath teri gaand me…Me cheekh. Mark’s loins continued to rise and fall over her petite body, as he directed his turgid dick into her helpless body, over and over.Over and over.In, and out—in and out—in, in deeper—and out!?Ugh-ugh-oh! Huh-UH! Uh-UH! Uh-uh-uh-UGH!? The rhythm of the mattress creaking and Nina’s gasps was surprisingly loud in the oak paneled office. She responded to each painful thrust with a gasp or a grunt, as though a small part of her female soul was being extruded from her loins. It felt like dozens. .Aa jaiye kal chale jana ladies coach main ..Ye sun kr minaxi madam ne smile pass kri and sath main chad gayi..Uss din metro main bheed bhi kuch jyada hi thi…Main minaxi madam k sath chipak kr khada hoga nd piche se baat kr raha tha…But achanak se mujhe minaxi jaanu k gaand main apna lund feel hone laga..Shayd iska ehsaas minaxi jaanu ko bhi ho chuka tha…Maine dheere dheere thoda jor lagana shuru kiya..Minaxi jaanu ka facial expression thoda change hone lag gaya tha…Mujhe apna lund aur tight. I lifted the skirt and petticoats to look at my panties and admired the lace as it was held up for view by my massive erection.I rearranged my skirt and sipped my drink and listed to the music when suddenly my heart stopped beating. Coming from the hallway was the sound of more than one person singing happy birthday. Surely Sally Anne would not have arranged a surprise party when I was sitting here dressed as I was. I thought about running but there was no where to go. I had to go into the hall.