She was crying out with pleasure and pain. But didn’t stopped. I forced again and again and at last I entered her fully. I stood there for some time...like that with mine fully inside her. Then as per her instruction I started stroking.. She was really crying out. In between she sometimes asked me slow down or stop, but I didn’t cared it because I was in my peak of passion and I knew that she also loved it very much.After a few strokes I asked her shall we have it in doggie style from her back. Ab maza aay gaa mager chud nahi saka kion k humara ghar buhat chota hai 2 room kaa hum 6 behan bahi hien bara mein mujh choti maryam baqi sab chutey hien us ku bhi dar tha k koi jaag n jay pher aik din mery mamoo ju mujh sey 2 saal barey thay humarey ghar aay gay mein un sey har baat kerta tha woh bhi mujh sey koi baat na chupatey thay un ka naam amjad hai jab mien ne un ku bataya tu boley k dil tu mera bhi kerta hai tab mamoo ne prograan banayaaa k maryam apne ghar lee jata hun wahan ja ker. She new how filthy she looked and she loved the feelings it gave her.Don held the door open for Amber a broad knowing grim across his lips, he and Ray had, had fun planning tonight at short notice. In the lounge sat five men including the smiling Ray, Amber noticed the intake of breath and the leers on the faces of the four complete strangers. Amber blushed a little has she walked up and down the room in front of them her arse cheeks coming into view with every step, she walked upright pushing. ’ They continued to watch as the surfer helped load the boy on his board and headed toward shore and the boy’s frantic mother. ‘Look! Gwen’s top is wrapped around the kid’s foot,’ exclaimed Stephanie. ‘Gwen must be topless and there’s dozens of people with cameras waiting for them to get back. What should we do?’ ‘We’ll let Steve and Gwen worry about that,’ replied a relieved Paula. ‘As long as she’s safe, I can’t be worried about what people will see, or photograph.’ ‘Look at them. Steve’s.