.darad hota hai..darad ho raha hai bibijee…?.seeeeeei.(mai pahale to seetkaaree,phir us ka haath pakad use apane upar gira li.apani bahe usake gale ...em piro di. Phir kahi.)..jara dheere dheere pela karrooo.naaaaaa..mere is tarah seksi baatem karane ka kya asar huaa? Wah badamaash jaanate hai kya kiya mere saath. Hams kar ek dam se thel diya mere. Kasi hui chut me jo mota lund ghusa to mai jor se cheekh uthi..o ma…mar gaeeeeei..reeeehhhhh. Meri cheekh sun kar to wah dar hi gayaa aur phoran mere. .He slowly touched his lips to hers. Jessica’s heart raced as she parted her lips for his tongue to enter. His thumb traced around her lower lip before he placed his full mouth upon hers. Their tongues danced in a passionate battle for control. Jessica’s head was spinning, she broke the kiss for a deep breath of air. He let her catch her breath and went straight back for another taste of her warm, sweet mouth. She met his passion with her own, but quickly felt dizzy. Her knees weakened and Stan. She screamed.The scream cleared my mind for a moment, but the angry buzz was still there. I was deeper in her ass than I had been before. It was tighter than anything I had ever experienced. I knelt there, balls deep in my ex-wife’s asshole, trying to figure out what the hell I was doing. The complexity of our relationship was trying to get into my mind, but the anger was a hot, pulsing thing behind my eyes.“Oh god, Randall. Get your cock out of me,” she complained, her voice a bit strengthened. ’ ‘Who could refuse you?’ ‘A man at the distance of a whole table away.’ ‘Touché’ ‘A man who might want a female body to writhe in his lap, across his lap, and under his slap.’ ‘You can be so astute, dear lady.’ ‘Even though she may with words rekindle his passion and zest for life, this is not enough.’ ‘I would pull you from the protection of your shadow, sweetheart.’ ‘And out of the shadow, there will be no fiery wave of pleasure – just a quiet surrender?’ ‘Come here.’ ‘Here?’ ‘Here.’ ‘Come.