Karte huy lund chus rahi thi……Muskaan ko bohot maze aa rahe the 5 lund ke……….Uske face per ek naughty smile aa gyi……..Or fir usne hum 4r... ka lund chuste huy kha……..Yes …..Fuck..Me……..I m little slut……Fuck me ….Please…..Ooooaaaaaa….Fuck me hard.. ……Ye sab sunte hi hum sab bilkul josh mai aa gye…… Fir harsh muskaan ke piche gya……Or uski chut pe lund rakha….. Or ander daal diya……Or buri tarah chodne laga…….Muskaan….. Aaaaaaauuuuuuu aaaaa aaaaammmmmmmhhhha.Haha…Fuck me ……….Yesssss…AaaaaaaItne me. I know you think about me. I think about you too. I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help it. I never had sexual thoughts about a guy until you came home. Now I have dreams about you almost every night and I know it’s a sin, but I want you. I want to have sex with you.” She looked at the wall instead of me. “I think I’m in love with you.” She said in barely a whisper. I leaned in and kissed her hard. She pulled me in harder and as she did she took her hand off my cock and pulled me to where I was. Feeling damp but far more human, I passed the water back. I turned to Cailan, trying to keep from blushing, and failing."Thank you, Your Majesty. For the ... uh, comfort. And the pillow." I clasped my hands over my mouth, embarrassed anew. Cailan threw back his head and laughed."You're more than welcome. I'm sorry you overheard us discussing that. We should have gone out of earshot, but I didn't want to disturb you." It's okay. Neither of you have any reason to trust me, your Majesty. You'd be. Gasping for breath I withdrew my spent, shiny wet dwindling cock and stood up, intending to get myself a drink. I poured a generous measure of scotch and when I turned round I was amazed to see that they were at it again. She had her head on the sofa while being on her knees, with her lovely rounded bottom thrust upwards. He was kneeling behind her, his prick, which was hard again, nudging her pussy. Quickly I grabbed the camera and started clicking away as his cock, greatly helped by all the.