’how would my husband get an erection looking at you, let alone fuck you? think you’re good,huh?She went towards the trees and came back with a st...ck she’d broken off a tree’’right, count to six, after each one, say l’m sorry’She went behind Suzi and cracked her wobbly arse with the stick.Suzi yelled and squirmed in her restraints.’l never heard you, that’s an extra stroke’Whack.Suzi yelled again, but obediently said ‘One. I’m sorry’’ah, your’e getting the hang of it’Whack’Two. I’m sorry’after. The cravings begin to work upon her. She tries to resist. She tries so, so hard. Lips part slightly. Lips moisten. Wet tongue laps at lips. Hands claw. Lips whisper no, no, must not eat. Must not. Must not. Must not. But the hot raw stinks of the Paella work upon her, whispering, seducing the delicate lickle flower. Body becomes all twitchy. Lips dribble. She does not want to. She does not want to. But she longs so, so deeply to feast. Suddenly she cannot resist what the stinks have forced her. She said I want the same from you. Her husband passed away in her forties … So she is with extreme lust.. She even tried her son but he was in love with a girl that time so he got married soon. So she is all alone with lust.After saying these things she removed her pallu .. I was like omg !! Whata huge knockers… My dick is getting ready after two shots with saritha… Its throbbing in my pant she saw down and noticed. She came and touched and started squeezing my dick its paining but very. . . Or uski panty bi kya mst chut thi uski mai to dekh kar pagal ho gya or uske gulabi chut par tut pad or use chusne lga vo apne hatho se mere sir ko dba rhi thi or kh rhi thi kha jao ise nikal do meri garmi pi jao sara ras. . . . . Ab uska pani nikalne vala tha maine uski chut me ungli dal kr uska ras nikal diya. . . Vo khush ho gyi.Fir maine apna lund nikal kr uske muh me diya or vo use chusne lgi,kya mst chus rhi thi. Thodi der bad mai uske muh me jhad gya vo sara ras pi gyi or fir se chus.