Maine pehle hath uski choot ko thoda deela kya ta jo usko dard na ho laikin dard to mai upar dai bhi raha tha mai uske mame par cut kar raha tha bar b...r kyo ki ise maza or atta hai tabhi wo jadh gaye uske baad maine uske muh me jab apna lund dala to dekh kar dar gaye lammba to tha hi laikin moota bhi tha wo thoda na boli maine kaha thoda sa lai andar jab usne andar lia to maine ek jatka dia or uske muh mai 5 ” tak andar ghusa dia uski ankho mai asso aa gaye maine kuch nai dekha or bolo choop. Donna slurped Richard’s dong as he pulled her ass cheeks so far apart that her sheriff’s badge became gaping fudge tunnel. When Richard did this, he was hit by a huge warm blast of dank fart. It smelled like something had crawled up Donna’s ass and died. The shock of the fragrance snapped Richard head around. Forgetting Donna and her flatulence, Richard thanked Jesus for his Salvation Army BB flat contrabass trombone. Richard had always marveled at the design of the spit valve on the. Men were looking at them and Henry joined them. “My sister”, said the man next to him“They look like they’ve finished”, answered Henry“Yes”, answered the man, “It was good to watch her. Do you go for cock ?”, “Yes”, answered Henry. The man leaned against the wall and opened his legs, giving Harry an invitation he couldn’t refuse. The working man was hairy and had rough skin. Henry gulped his thick cock. The man groaned as his knob touched the top of Henry’s mouth. He squirted in Henry’s mouth. “It will be just like when other friends come to visit, just a little bit longer,” I said as I squeezed her tight. I felt her body relax and say softly, “Yes, Master.” “All done,” I asked. “Yes, Master, all done,” she said. “Good,” I said as I spun her around and gripped her ass pulling her into me. “They will love you.” She giggled and asked with a little sarcastic tone, “The good girl or bad girl?” “The good girl, the bad girl is strictly for me,” I looked down at her and grinned. Jeff and.