Not that he could physically do anything. Jeremy over powered him in any match, he was way bigger than my husband. After a good few minutes of fucking...me hard, he put his forearm down on my upper chest, restricting my airflow. I panicked at not being able to breathe as well, my body tightened up entirely, including around his long thick cock, and my hands clawed at his forearm. His face was distorted in my vision from all the tears. “Jeremy….Jeremy..” I kept repeating his name in a desperate. " Then just as I said that a picture of Bristoll leaving the garage appeared. "hang on I see him now, he's turned left out of the garage and a car has pulled up. It's Erin Macintosh and she's told him to get in, that she'll drive him home. She's not going to though, they're going to finish up at her's and Armstrong's place." Don't tell me they're going to — that your brother has arranged for them to fuck there. I mean that would appeal to his sense of humour wouldn't it?" Of course it would." I. I didn’t listen to her. I slowly started rubbing my dick under her ass around her vagina. After a minute her pleadings slowed down.Then I took my hands off slowly and placed them on her waist. I pressed gently and started squeezing smoothly. Neeta began to breathing heavily. I moved down my hands and moved forward and inserted them inside her blouse. I sensed hot skin with round and soft boobs. I moved forward and could able to sense her puffy nipples. I slowly started groping. Neeta moaned. Yeh dekh kar deepti Sharma gaye, magar chut ki garmi ki wajay say woh tadap uthi.Deeepti:- Papaji, aap ka woh to chad gaya hai, kya maaji ka massage yaad aagaya.Papaji: aare beta yeh tou mardon ko hota hi hai, jab kisi ladki ya aurat ka haath lagta hai to lund khud salami deta hai.Deepti:- Papaji, aap maaji ko kaisay massage kartay thay.Papaji:- beti, ussay nuru massage kehtay hain, jab mein pehli bar Bangkok gaya tou meinnay woh massage karwaya tha. Phir shaadi kay baad sarla kay ko karta tha.