" Joan obliged Amanda as she would a child and sprawled her body gracefully on the couch. The housecoat which she had donned reached only to the top o... her box when she stood so that when she sat her ass could feel the wiry hairs from the couch's zebra coat. But that was all right because the buns of her ass would sweat as Amanda licked her. It was her back that the couch really irritated and which the coat was to protect.Amanda pressed her breasts on either side of Joan's thigh as she knelt,. How many boys, grew up secretly watching girls bathing, fantasizing about maids, watching lustily at their teachers in class? The object of lust and sexual desire in my teenage, was my maths teacher, Vidya.Vidya, was our schools beauty. Taking maths for classes between 10 and 12, she was the center of attention for all pubescent boys. Raging hormones, meant that everyone used to be calculating how to fuck her , rather doing maths sums. To describe her, she was fair, correct height, wore. Shawn's cock throbbed an inch away from her nose, perfectly outlined in his ultra-tight, ultra- thin swim briefs. She could smell the boy's virile scent. In less than a second, she'd lost any will to resist him.Her pussy throbbed between her legs like a pounding fist. Her toes wiggled sensuously as the fuck-tension filled her loins. With a groan, she hooked her fingers inside the waistband of the boy's swim briefs and hauled them down. His cock sprang out and hit her in the face. It was. Tabhi maine mahsus kiya ke meri chut par garam loha sat gaya. Meri chut jor se chunchunane lagi. Papa lund ko chut ki darar par adjust kar bole, “Kya huwa Neeta, bujhao na,”Meri to sanse hi ukhadne lagi,mai thoda hanfte huwe chutar ko lund par thel kar boli, “Hai papa nahi bujhta hai,” To papa bole, “Acha lao mai hi bujha deta hu,” Papa meri chut ke pas jangho par hath rakh kar, mujh par jhuk gay aur candle par fuk marne lage.Tabh meri sans fir se ukhadne lagi. Laga jaise chut par kisi ne garam.