Before he could turn, Natasha foot-swept Hawkeye to the ground, rolled him onto his back, and impaled her steamy mound onto his erect cock-spike. She ...ode him hard; clearly she was ready, and more than ready. It was not long before Natasha screamed her orgasm into the deepest recesses of the training hall, and immediately began to build towards another. The walls of her opening milked Hawkeye's cock like a machine, and each orgasm she experienced moved him closer and closer to his own. Finally,. I lay down next to her and whilst one hand was resting on her stomache I started to blow in her ear very gently and nibble it slightly and my other hand was running through hair.Then my attention was to stroke her around her face neck and to lightly run my finger across the top part of her lip intermingled with some tongue kisses.Gradually my hands would find their way down her body towards her breasts but not actually touching them but just underneath them , then move my tongue into play with. Baat ko talne k liya aase hi bol diya mami ko. Aur hm aase hi baat krne lge. Phr hmne coffee pr aur mami bole tu baat kr usse mae jate hu sone k liya. Vo good night bol kr jane lge.Jb vo ja rhe the tho unki gand ufff dekhne lyk the bounce kr rhe the.Abhi tk mera koi intention nai the aase koi unke regarding. Pr tbhi mujhe sheetal mami ki baat yaad aae jo vo mujhe bta rhe the unki gand chode tym . K priyanka k pati ne kabhi uski gand nai mre hai.Unki 6yrs ki shadi m abhi tk thek se 10, 15 br hi. From a d**g fucked siesta, I started to think: was it a dream??? I found myself on a bed… remenicing of the previous shenanigans…… did it actually happen? or was it a part of my fucked state dream? It certainly would fit in with mine, and a lot of other guys fantasy’s… maybe it was all a dream...Almost in answer to my thoughts, I heard the sound of giggling, as my eyes slowly got used to the light, I could make out 2 silhouettes on the sofa in the other room, I quietly got out of bed, my cock.