Woh merey aadhey nangey badan par haath pherney lag gaye aur meerey hooton ko zoor sey choosney lag gaye. Thodi der baad mujhsey booley, ‘beti ab tu... zawaan hoi gayi ho. Ab tumhey maza deney ka waqt aa gaya hai.’ phir mere shareer ko ghoor tey hue boole, ‘beeti apney baki doono kapdon ko bhi utar dey’ main booli, ‘papa, mainey itna kuch dhika diya ab aap bhi apna dikhaoo tab baki doono kapde utrengi.’ itna sun kar papa ney apney saare kapdey utar diye aur bilkul nangey mere samney khade the.. I loved looking at it when I fucked her from behind, and I loved holding on to it when my wife rode me like there was no tomorrow. Still, when she gave me handjobs—thankfully, not as much now that we're married—I always just came into an inviting palm or her perky breasts. I never finished myself on to her—she enjoyed making me come, and I wasn't going to stop her—but I always wanted to shoot my load on to that rockin' ass of hers.The last video was something like that. Two women, both in black. Now he was the nervous one and said he didn't want to go to a strangers house. I flat out pleaded with him to follow me and he soon agreed. I live about a mile from that location and I kept his car in my rear view mirror every foot of the way because I wanted this adorable guy so much. We got to my house and went in. About 3 feet inside I turned to him and we kissed the most amazing kiss I've ever experienced. He was over 6' tall, very slender, was wearing short white shorts and had the. I was all ready to pull him down on top of me as soon as we got into the bedroom, but he perched on the edge of the dressing table. I sat on the edge of the bed, waiting somewhat impatiently.“I bought you a gift too,” he said with uncertainty.“You shouldn’t have!” I flustered insincerely. About time. As though I hadn’t spoken, he continued.“You said, ‘you know all the things I love’ and I went away to really think about that.” He seemed almost to be having trouble speaking, or at least forming.