Meaaine me dekhakr mera hath bra me or ek hath panty me chala gaya.Merichut garam ho gai thi.Itni der me darwaje ki belbaji.Mechauk gai mene sari nai ...ahnithi.Or hadbada gai.Mene jaldi se gaun pahan liya.Mene awaj diya aaiaai ruko.Mene pucha kon he.Bahar se awaj aya ke bhabhi me hurohit.Yeis waqt ke aya.Darwaja khola to uske hath me books the.Mene thodagusse se picha kyare kya hua.Kuch ni bhabhi mere ghar ki line gai hena to padhai karne aya.Apke gahr me inverter he na.Uski najar meresharir par. She no longer even twitched as I pulled her torso round to face me and hugged her warm, wet carcass tightly for several seconds before letting it go, to drop to the floor with a hollow thud. My legs were shaking, my right hand moved between my legs and started working on my pussy. I knew I was still being filmed, yet I eased my fingers between my labia and started working myself into a frenzy while I massaged Sophie's wet blood across my breasts, ribs and tummy with my left hand. I was. She struggles to straightenit out, but no luck. This is my chance, I start the car and pull beside her. I lower my window. "Hi" She looks at me as she keeps struggling with her umbrella. "Would you like me to give you a ride" No answer. "You'll catch a cold" "Uh... I don't know..." she seemed to tense. "I'll drop you off at the first gas station. You'll call yourself a cabfrom there" Of course I didn't offer her the services of my cellphone, how ungentlemanof me. She looked at the other end of. (I grabbed the bottle and took a big neat gulp)We were already drunk and snatching the bottle from one another and a little got spilled a little on her top. She screamed and slapped my face in reflex and then started apologizing for her act.Me: I want those.Vinita: What?Me: Those (Pointing my eyes at her boobs)Vinita: Ummm.. so you are in good mood now after some drinkingMe: (I pulled her towards myself and grabbed her breasts) This is what I want.We looked around and then shifted to the back.