Her overheated pussy pulsed. Warm juicy cunt cream flooded the virgin channel of her hole. She felt light-headed, dizzy.Beauty tossed his head in the ...ir. His golden mane swished over his thick-muscled neck. He whinnied, snorted, his rubbery lips quivering. The air around them reeked with sex.Priscilla grabbed the saddle horn, held it tight. "Unnn!" Brown eyes turned glassy. "Ooo, Beauty!" She slid her pussy back and forth in the saddle, greasing the sleek leather with hot sticky cream.. When we reached home I parked my bike and we call the lift because I live on 10th floor and it was afternoon time we were alone in the lift where I poked her and asked her through eyes what’s the plan. she answered me with the same with eyes just wait and see.once we entered the home I close the door.And to be honest act like a gentleman at this time because ladies live honesty and gentle people.So I asked her cup of tea she said ok.so I make a cup of tea for both of us.While having tea we were. Main ek pal ke liye sochne laga ki ab bina soche kuch nahi karna hai. Warna bechari Bhawna ki shadi shuda zindagi khatre mein thi.Bhale main sundar dikhne wali har ladki ko chodne ka khayal rakhta hun. Par aysa bhi nahi hun jo khamakha ek shadi shuda ladki ki zindagi barbaad karu.Bhawna: Hello! Akash! Tum andar ho ki nahi?Main: Haan haan, aaya.Main jakar darwaza khola to woh mere chehre ke ude rang ko dekh boli: Kya hua? Kiska phone tha?Main Bhawna ko bolne hi wala tha ki Shobha ka message. They informed me that it was a temple for priests. They seemed to be all too excited to tell me about it. They started translating the story about the temple, but seemed to add many more details the guide left out. Their eyes began to sparkle as their faces seemed flushed, as they told me about all the many dark rooms used by the priests to breed the women of the area desiring children fathered by a man of high intelligence. Each room contained an altar with straw padding and foot rests. It.