With nothing better to do, he unfolded the futon and lay down on it thinking about his life to this point. There was very little doubt in his mind tha... he had screwed up royally. Leaving his wife was the only bright spot that he could find, but he didn’t know how he would support himself and his wife without the paycheck that came with this job. Getting fired for being abusive to employees would keep him from getting another job with the same kind of pay. He laughed and said aloud, “I’ll have. Saara pani mere muhun par gir gaya aur kuch ko main chat gaya…….Main uske baad bhi nagma ki jaadui chut ko chat raha thaa…..karib 10 minute baad nagma bilkul akad gayiNagma: Uuuiiii…Amiiiii……Haye Allllaaah…O re daiyaaaa….Mar gayi iiiiiii …aaaaaaaAur phir nagma ne peshaab ki tej dhar chodi jo mere meuhun par giri Maine aankhein ban kar li aur thoda peshab bhi piya aur uske garam garam peshab ka apne muhun par maja lene laga.Phir koi 5 minute baad main utha aur ek kapda lakar nagma ko saaf. I almost had fainted; my knees almost gave way beneath me, and had to keep my balance looking for support on that column, coz gratification was immense. As she danced and hops, the penis prod more within her, assisted by my weird position while dancing Frug –a movement in the hips. She suddenly began to rock her body back and forth, I could guess she was about to come… and so was I. She had lost coordination here when and wasn’t able to match the music tempo any more easily, or to keep up with. I hadn't had it for such a long time and Natasha being so stubborn didn't help my case. Brielle walked past me, her skirt shifting further away from her thighs before I could see one of her butt cheeks. I felt a wet patch down beyond and couldn't take it any longer. I wanted to fuck that slut machine so hard, my dick would hurt for months as a reminder. I raced towards her, ignoring Natasha's calls for me. I grabbed Brielle's hand and shivered at the smoothness of it. Brielle gasped, clearly.