Fingering her from behind I could feel her getting ever wetter against the palm of my hand. She moaned shortly and sharply as she regained herself and...started stroking my hard cock even faster. The slow rhythmic movement of her hips betrayed she was on the verge of orgasm. Running my finger along her clit as fast as I could, I could feel a massive orgasm building. She came, moaning and shivering, at exactly the same time I shot my load. "Hmmmmm..." she sighed, "let's get out of here."Only a few. “Can I get an interview with you?”“I’m not a werewolf,” Megan told her. “I’m worse. I’m a pissed off Texan, and you just made a huge mistake.” Before she had the time to rethink it, her fist shot out and made a satisfying crunch against Karen’s nose.“Did you getsch’at on camerwa?” Karen mumbled as she held her nose and picked herself off the ground.Too late, Megan saw that the camera was still rolling. She cursed as she realized what Karen had done. Karen had manipulated the situation to try. Unki umar kareeb 44 saal thi, mostly Bengali saree pehenti aur kabhi kabhi jeans aur top bhi. Sabse achhi baat ye thi ki main unse kafi comfortable tha.Uske papa ghar pe kam hi rehte the aur bahar zyaada kaam se. Ronit khud Mumbai mein tha toh mostly pure din main aur Promila aunty hi ghar par hote. Aunty aur main time pass ke liye kabhi movies dekhte toh kabhi baatein karte.Ek din aunty aur main Kolkata mein market mein ghum rahe the ki tabhi meri nazar ek sundar ladki pe gayi. Aunty ne mujhe. I added a few drops of lube to the toy, not that it was needed, but as I was about to wear it for a couple of hours, I wanted to make sure it was comfortable. I gave my mound a quick stroke with it before I gently pushed the toy into my pussy. The weight of the toy inside me, and the thought of having it there the whole night, not able to control its vibrating and tumbling motions, turned me on more than I expected. My hand was drawn to my clit and I couldn’t help but to give it a soft rub,.