”The glasses are swiftly drained as we hurry to the lifts.The door of the bedroom slams shut. 'How many anonymous hotel rooms are used for extra-mar...tal fucking?' I wonder fleetingly as we strip ourselves down to our underwear. Sonja stands in matching ivory silk bra and French knickers, biting her bottom lip as she watches me open the box again. Running my fingers along the six-inch length of girlcock, I looked up at her and grin.“The problem with my wife,” Sonja giggles, “is that she doesn’t. Uh . . . bust a nut my dick doesn’t get limp?’ ‘Exactly! Now that would solve your little problem, wouldn’t it? What babe would complain if you could keep going and going and going? And getting off and getting off and getting off. Just like a girl.’ ‘That works for me! But this sounds incredible. Unbelievable, in fact. Can you prove it?’ ‘Oh, sure. Just imagine who will be begging you to crush her cunt. You’ll be on Oprah, in more ways than one. Hey, how come there are no other people in this. We often went for sex outside as we had nowhere else to go that had any real privacy. So we wandered off into the woods and started mucking about, which slowly turned into touching and groping and before long developed into a hot session of making out and frantic under cloth touching.Her frustration at my jeans became apparent when she had had enough and pulled my fully engorged member out roughly and started to wank it...whilst still in a very public area.As much a I was enjoying this, being. Uuse bhi chudawna hai hahaha.Phir raat me khana khake rashmi aunty ne kha tu bhi hamare room me soja , vo sunke bhakti didi to kushi se jhum padi thi lekin kuch boli nai , mera bhi vahi haal tha phir ham raat ko kamre me chale gae me or rashmi aunty sone ka natak kr rhe the or pgir jese hi hame lga vo sogae to rashmi darling ne muje kha ja bhakti ko kiss kar mene bhi vhi kia I kissed her deeply , vo uth gyi or boli ye kya kr rha hai phir humne use kuch bolne nai diya or mene use nanga krdiya or.