’ I giggled and pressed my cheek to his. ‘But I’m all gross and sweaty.’ ‘Good. Trust me, I’ve been watchin’ you bounce all over this ...ym in these thin strips of fabric you call clothes for the last hour. A little sweat isn’t gonna to stop me from spendin’ the rest of the afternoon between your thighs. In fact,’ he gave my butt a squeeze, ‘I don’t think I’ll make it into the house. How about we cross the porch off our list, hmm?’ I felt my whole body ignite. ‘You’re crazy, you know that?’ . "Sign here sir." "Uhhh, sure. I don't remember ordering anything..." This UPS guy looked so familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I was having dejavu all over. "That your name, sir?" "Ya, that's me." "Then I guess you ordered something, James," he said with a sly grin... Then it hit me, his face, that grin, that smirk... ...and flashed in my mind was the image of him, standing over me, wiggling his cock in my face; my slobber dripping down the head of his cock towards my face as I sat. For the moment, I didn’t care. None of us were going anywhere. My only wish was that there were marshmallows for the box of hot chocolate packets I had in the back of the cupboard.“Take a deep breath. Look at me.” I coached Sam through her panic. “It was a big night, c’mon upstairs and we’ll talk or cuddle or say sexy things at Max. Whatever makes you happy.”“I want to do all of that ... I don’t know why I’m being crazy,” she murmured. She squeezed my fingers back. She looked down at herself.. Ahhhhhh ruko aise khi rhi thi mai use chodte hi rha and wo ahhhh….Ahhhhhh aise krne lagi…..Kuch der me zad gyi……N mera bi nikal ne wala tha maine kha mera nikal ne wala hai….Usne lund bhr nikal ne ko kha and lund ko suck krne lagi…..Maine uske muu me hi zad gya….Bhr nikalte wqat uske boobs pe bi gira…..Usne boobs pe hat firte hui ut gyi …..Bathrum me fresh hoke aa gyi….Mai bi fresh ho gya……Fir usne kha tum mere gulam banoge maine kha ap jo khogi mai wo sb krunga…….Usne bathrum me chalne ko kha.