Bhabhi: koi ata ni h, tmhi a jao kabhi.Mghe lga sahi mauka h. Mai apne flat se nikal k bhabhi k ghar gya n bell bajayi, bhabhi ek black nighty me gate...khola n pucha kya h??? Maine kha result aya h, chck krna h computer ne, bht urgent h. Bhabhi ne b kh dia thk h dekh lo. Jaise e mai andar gya n bhabhi ne gate band kia maine unhe peeche se pakad lia, bhabhi ekdm se chonk gayi n palat k mghe dhakka dete hue kha ki ye kya batameezi h?? Tb maine unhe wo chat dikha di, tb babhi sar neeche kr k khadi. Brittany had even showed Katie the video they made, watching as Brittany and this older black man—Katie was pretty sure his name was Jamal—writhed together on the pull-out futon moaning in pure bliss. Katie had watched as Jamal’s hard black cock slid in and out of Brittany’s tight cunt. The young brunette had let out a gasp of her own when she watched Jamal flood Brittany’s womb with his baby-batter. Katie couldn’t believe how hot it was. She instantly wanted that to happen to her. Brittany was. Carl and Jeff both showed cum streaks high on their chests. (Ah, the memory of days when I might have shot that much or that far.)I stroked her cheek as again we said in unison, three times. ”Thank you, Venus, goddess of love, for sharing your pleasure with us.” We slowed our movements as did Bonnie. I stroked her cheek as I slipped my cock out of her mouth. She still was sucking so it made a quiet pop as the head emerged. Gently, I raised her head back to normal and bent to kiss her.“Thank. He did not wait for us to go in the house and settle into the bedroom. He grabbed me as soon as we went in and began gropping me. He pressed my boobs over the blouse and put his hand under the skirt, touching my thighs. I was startled first, but then couldn’t stop giggling. I did not even realize when he pushed me into the bedroom. He ripped my clothes off in a min and had me stand naked in just my sandles. Surprisingly, I did not feel shy when he was staring at my body. He touched me all over.