MILF ne cab book kara di. Hum cab mein bhethe or shuru ho gaye, MILF ka sab kch soft he.Uske lips or tongue ko me bit karne laga or WO bhi bit karne l...gi. Taxi me smooch karte karte hum mere office guest house aa chuke the. Room kholte hi hum dono pagal janvar ban gaye. Ek dusre ko ghisne or lick karne lage. Mene use har jhaga par kiss or lick kiya. Uske fat ko chuste chuste uske kapde utare. Uske chut puri tarah se gili thi or pani tapak raha tha. Or mere lund ko nikal kar hath se ghisne lagi.. She was clearly closing in as well. Kayla was moaning, but had some catching up to do to get as far as we were. I expected one of the two in the middle to cum first, but didn’t think it would be Sara. She surprised me as she broke the kiss with Chelsea and threw her head back onto Kayla’s shoulder. Her body tensed and she screamed loud at the ceiling with impressive volume for her small frame. Kayla continued working her pussy and Chelsea continued to work her tits, pinching her nipples. She promised she would be a good wife, no matter for how long. I ran to the bathroom and cried. I was so depressed. I almost killed myself, but she knocked. "Michael, what are you doing?" Washing my hands," I replied, then she left. I met her back at the table. The waiter came with the check and she said she'd pay for her meal and 25% of mine. I protested, but she insisted. We went home and started looking for wedding planners.It was a month later, and it was the night before the wedding. My. "How does Mark like it?" I queried. Then I humped him a little. "I love that fucking thing!" Mark yelled. "Man, fuck my shit hole, do it hard, fuck me!!!" I must have struck a nerve, never had I heard one get quite so excited about getting his asshole pumped with a dick. So I picked up the pace a little. I was in no hurry. Up and down I rode my fuck toy, in and out went my cock. I would nearly pull out and then slowly push it back up Mark's dirt road. I didn't want to cum, I wanted to fuck. His.