“Ohhhhh!” I cried out, woth a growing sense of pleasure.He started to work my pussy like he was trying to put out a fire, pounding his black rod i...to me like a greasy oil drill, going deeper and deeper into my wet hole. The faster he slammed up into me, the wetter I became, until our genitals slurped and smacked and made the crudest sounds I’d ever heard.“Shit girl, I could fuck this pussy all night long!” he gasped.“DO it then,” I urged him on. “Don’t stop! It’s so wild!”He took my hand and. He smiled as he took off his jacket and draped it over the rack. Heunknotted his red silk tie and set that on top of it. Then he glancedover at the door - just to be sure. Locked. With a sigh of relief, hekicked off his shoes and dropped his pants. He was careful, _verycareful_ to straighten the pants as he lay them down atop the jacket andtie.He opened the drawer of the bedtable. He pushed aside the wind-up timerand the spare cellphone. The pills were in two bottles in the back ofthe. It was a real sleazy run down looking place. A lot of noise was coming from inside and it sounded as there was a lot of people in there. This was made obvious by the amount of motorbikes, and old cars and vans that were parked in the alleyway and a piece of waste ground alongside.We went inside, the bouncers on the door eyeing Marcia up and down as we went in. I heard one of them say to the other, "She should go down well," to which the other replied, "Yes, bet the whore gets a good fucking as. Aor meri badi saali ke house main uske 2 bache aor uska husband aor uski saas thi unka house 2floor ka tha niche uski saas soti thi aor uper 2 bedroom the usmain 1 guest room aor ek meri Sali ka bedroom tha. To readers meri bibi ka test meri badi Sali ke sahar main aa geya aor vo aksar mujhe apne ghar aane ke liye bolti the meri saadi ko us samay karib 5 mahine hi huye the aor mian aor meri bibi test ke behane unke ghar 1 din pahle pahunch gaye meri Sali v uska husband behut khush the. Ham log.