Aaaaaaaawwwwwwwwww…….Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh………..”Excitement mei raj ke muh se bhi moan nikal gaya…. “….Ooohhhhhhhh rushaaaaaa…..You...are sooooooo hotttttt….I am so lucky babe……Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh………Just fuck you babe……Aaaaawwwwwwww…….Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh…….”Yeh sunke rusha chonkh gayi.Yeh toh kamlesh ki awaz nehi hai! Toh phir kaun hai?? Ohhh noooo….It’s rajj!!!!! Shit…….Rusha samajh gayi yeh uska pati kamlesh nehi balki raj hai.Rusha: raj are you…..???????Ooooppppsssssss pakde gaye…. Galti se excited. I unbuckled her pants. She pulled them down quickly. She said softly to me... "Fuck me."I looked in her eyes as my hand made its way to her wet treasure. We matched eyes. She sucked my fingers slowly. I entered her with all the want in my body."Ugh. Fuck me."She moaned rhythmically with each penetration as I groped her breasts again like a hungry animal."Ugh. Ugh. Oh, fuck. Damn, you really wanted me."I said nothing. I answered with more powerful strokes. She fought the urge to moan louder. I. “Tell me why you fucked him,” Todd demanded of his wife. His wife released Caitlyn’s lips. “He was hard. I was hot. I needed cock. Tell him how hot it was, Caitlyn.” She hummed. “It was. Gary was so hard. And your wife was stunning and so sexy. I wanted to kiss her myself, but I’d never done that before.” “And you came?” Todd asked his wife, his hips pounding a regular rhythm against Caitlyn’s body. “God, yes!” Lena answered. “He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him. His lips seemed to sear. She has dark eyes that look more Middle Eastern than mid-western -- Missouri to be specific, where she grew up in St. Louis. Her tits are not very big, and she is a little heavier in the hips than magazine cover girls, but her ass is firm enough to turn heads when she walks through a room. She stands only five foot five, but she carries herself very well. Heather's father died when she was 10 from lung cancer. Her younger sister, Rachel, was only 6. Heather's mother felt that Rachel needed.