She pulled the tap pants over her hips and let them slide down her legs as Steve's briefs hit the floor. He stepped out of them, naked, as Sara ground...her hips at him. He was long and thick and hard. Sara stood before him in her stockings and high heels, hands behind her head and legs spread, her hips lifting toward him, her breasts swaying.Steve grabbed her. He pulled her hard against him, her breasts smashing against his chest. She grabbed his head and kissed him open-mouthed, her tongue. Wow kya gulaabi choot thi uski, may uski choot k lips par kiss krne laga wo usi waqt farigh hogyi , sara pani mere mun par gira phr may ne usay apna lund sucks krne ko kaha pehle to usne mana kia phr chosne lag gayi may uske moo may hi jhad gaya , kuch dair hm ek doosre k uper lete rahe phr hm ne kising start kr di or wo mera lund masalti rahi mera lund ab uski choot phaarne ko tayar tha, may ne uski kamar ke neeche aik takiya rakha or uski taangay ooper utha di, uski choot or apne lund par. Elated, he continued to push, ignoring the muffledgrunts and screams coming from the other end of the slave and was finally rewardedwith the sight of his hand disappearing into the ass in front of him. For afew moments he slid his fist in and out, enjoying the involuntary cries ofthe girl, then he stopped with his hand just inside the second ring, the oneleading from her rectum into her colon and slowly opened his hand. She went into what he could only describe as convulsions, her eyes. She brought her blue eyes to his, ‘What?? Can’t you just do it to me… I’m so hot for you right now…’ He smiled, ‘I know… but if we don’t go slow- your going to hurt awfully bad, and I’m going to regret not making you feel good. Just relax and lets do this thing right.’ He brought a smile to her lips… she knew this was going to be the right thing… the right time… the right place… but most of all- the right person. He sat her down on a trashcan that was pushed against the alley wall, she wrapped.