Ani instructed him to keep collecting my juices and not swallow, he needed no second invitation. I was being driven wild, this teen certainly had imag...nation and knew exactly what she was doing, I had been on the verge of exploding several times, each time she had stopped and let me drift back from the point of ecstasy. “Now” she announced “it’s about time that we all tasted your sweet juices” with that she ordered Rob to stand, he had a mouth full of my juice, with a little slime of cream by. I've been told I have an attractive face, and somepeople think I can be funny (or even charming on a good day).Physically, I'm not much to speak of; I'm 5 foot 10 inches tall, so I'mnot exactly short, but at 150 lbs. I'm pretty thin; I like to call it"lean." I've tried to stick to a weights regimen, but there's littlemotivation when someone as smoking hot as Jennifer actually thinksyou're sexy. At least that's what she tells me.I walked in the door to the usual sight of my wife cooking dinner. Wo rote hue boli “ please dekh mujhai chor dai mainnahin mana aur phir mai nai apne land ko thoda sa bahar nikal ke phir poori takat se andar dalte hue use chodne laga. Wo roye aur chillaye ja rahi thi ki “ kutte, bahut dard ho raha hai, mai mar jaoungee , oooohhh mummi bbaaccoooo, sssssssssaaaaaaa hhh iiiiii, mmmaarrrr dddddaaalllaaaaa re, ab mai kabhi bhi kissi se nahi chudwaoungi” to mene kaha “ sali ab dard ho raha hai uskai aanso per rehem kha kar main thori dair ruk gaya or usai deep. A second door, further back, was closed. Standing in the foyer was a peach – a brunette with painted eyes and pouty lips. But a man’s eyes weren’t drawn to her face so much as the knockers that barely fit in her flimsy nightie. She shivered with the cool breeze let in from the outside, and her nipples perked up like ripe raspberries. “May I help you, sir?” She spoke briskly and held the flaps of her shiny robe, but she didn’t bother to close it. Moe deliberately skimmed her entire frame before.