Ruksaar mai kahan mana karungi aapka lauda lene meri choot aur gaand toa apki daasi hain, maine bhi bahut tarsa hai apke laude k liye maardo zor zor s... aaj phaad do meri gaand zor se maar aur zor se aaaah aaah aaah chod re harami aaj tu mujhe nhi chodta toa mai dudh wale se chudwa leti aur ban jaati uski bhi raand mujhe randi banaya hai na tune toa chod mujhe meri gaand phatne tak chod chodre harami madarchod, bahenchod, chod ke meri chut phaad de harami ki aulad chinaal k bete chod mujhe aaj. Which room first?” I told her since it was an eat-in kitchen, and I was kind of hungry, maybe it would be a good idea to start there.So I ate her pussy with her sitting on the kitchen counter. I fucked her pussy on the living room sofa and fucked her up the ass in the office up against the desk. In one bathroom she sat on the toilet lid and sucked my cock. And through the house we went, room by room, fucking, sucking, licking. We ended up in the other bathroom and we soaped up and I assfucked. I am really excited about the next day and finished my work on that day and then leave for the meeting her .She was waiting for me at that place so i take her a place in the garden where no one can see us and she didn't insist on going there .Then we just talked about our feeling about each other to which she started being emotional so i putted my hand on her shoulder and seeing that no one is around me i just kissed her on lips and she also started responding to that.While kissing her i said. My car seemed to read my mind and drove itself to a swanky little bar in a trendy part of town. I paused in the parking lot to dry my tears, reapply my makeup, take my hair down, and remove my suit jacket. The silk tank I wore underneath looked just right for a bar in the absence of the jacket. I tucked a $50 bill into my bra so that I wouldn’t need to carry my purse, then reached down and removed my stockings, much preferring the feel of my bare legs under my short skirt. I slipped my feet.