“I couldn’t believe what she said.” “Now I believe.” “Glad I could help.” I laughed. I watched as she blushed again and fell silent. “...hat?” I asked. “Can we do that again?” She said, so quietly I barely heard her. I’d have to thank my uncle later. “We can, but how about we try something a bit different this time?” I asked, pulling a wrapped condom from my nightstand. “What is that?” She queried. “It’s a condom.” I said. It covers my dick and prevents my sperm from getting to you.” “Birth. Main man gaya aur condom ko hata diya phir maine apne lund pe thoda oil lagaya jo mere bag mein hi tha aur thoda uski chut pe bhi lagaya phir maine Apna lund uski chut pe rakha aur dhkka marne lagakai bar kiya but lund bar bar thoda sa jakar fisal kar bahar aa jata usne apni ankhen band ki hui thi aur halki halki awaje nikal rahi thi. Maine phir se try kiya is bar maine lund apne hath se uski chut pe lagaya aur lund ko pakade raha aur ek dum bina koi ishara diye ek jor ka jhatka mar diya aur. I put one foot on the dash next to the door and let my legs fall open wide as hubby eased up on the next truck. I started to massage my clit with one hand while squeezing my nipple with the other as we reached the cab of the semi. I looked up into the cab as we passed, and the driver had spotted us in his mirror. I smiled as he took my picture with his phone. I laughed to myself when he stuck his tongue out as we rolled by him, hubby inching forward very slowly. His tongue would feel good about. It was all overnighted to his apartment.The next morning, he waited anxiously for the deliveries to arrive. He was perched in front of his door, ready to answer a quickly as possible, hoping that no one would see the embarrassing items. He heard a knock. But it wasn't his door. It was the apartment next to his.He poked his head out of his door to check. "Hey." Darren whispered to the deliveryman. "Excuse me Sir! Are you talking to me, Sir!?" The brash delivery guy said.Just his luck. "Yes." He.