She rubbed her hands across his chest and even kissed it. As her nose pressed against his body, she caught a strong aroma, a distinctive scent that bl...ck men had. She had smelled it before and it had never affected her—but now, suddenly, it drove her wild. She wanted him. Badly. And he knew it.For some reason, she couldn’t resist saying what she had just been thinking. “I want you inside me,” she moaned, giving him her best devilish look. She knew it sounded corny, like a line from a bad. To maine fir se usake kandhe par math rakhkar usake boobs par haath rakhte hue ka ki manisha teri chuchiya to badi mast hai yaar.Unhe khup chusana hai ek din.Tera sara dudh mai pa jaunga.Aur usake nipple ko maine mere aunguthe se dabaya.Usane muhh se aahh awaj nikali.Aur boli chup chap baitho,ye masti karne ki jagah nahi hai.Fir maine boobs par ka haath uthakar niche usaki jangh par rakh diya aur dire dire use sahanate gaya.Usaki chut par uapar se haath rakh diya aur sahalane laga.Usaki saase. It was difficult for Bonnie to adjust to the thought that she might marry the widowed minister and become a family with him and his teenaged daughter. In fact, she was not that much older than the daughter and the father had mistaken her rump for his daughter's on a dark night. Not that he was taking advantage of the young girl, just being familiar in the closeness of a darkened room. She knew he had a bit of a fixation on the daughter and it didn't bother her at all to call him "Daddy" when. They then surrounded me and started turning me and as I passed each one they hit me with what they had from the wall. The first turn around it hurt as it was constant. But, after that it was wonderful. I chided them saying is that the best you can do. They took up the challenge and started swinging from the floor. It was wonderful . This went on for about an hour and I was a bloody mess. Every part of my body was red and bleeding. They then lay me on the floor and kept sticking their.