"Paul leaned down and kissed her on the lips. It wasn't passionate, just an affectionate pass to convince her to loosen up. Marge returned the kiss, b...t wasn't deterred. She handed Paul a beer."Shoo! Shoo!" she waved her arms at him. "You go out on the porch and let me get to work."Paul obediently trudged out alone to the porch and settled into a chair and sipped his beer. He wasn't used to being 'shooed'. He appreciated Marge's good intentions, but would have preferred a drink together. Phie mene uski chut pehaath forna chalu kar diya wo pagal ho chuki thi. Usne mere lund ko paint ki upar se hi pakad kar hilana chalu kar diya. Hum dono full excited ho chuke the aur tan hamara itna bad luck tha ki. Waha se usi time police ki van gayi aur hum daar ke mare waha se bhag gaye accha tha ki polce ka gyan nahi gaya tha. Waha se ate ate usne mera lund nahi choda tha. Mene kaha bindu me usko bindu bulata hu. Mene kaha bundu aab hum bhid wali sadak par agaye hum chod ise. Tab usne na na. You reach down and grab my arms, pinning them to my body. You turn me, I lift a leg and manoeuvre my way backwards on your cock. I'm wet enough that all you feel is delightful friction while my pussy twists around you. You grab a fistful of my hair and push me down towards the toilet, pushing my legs apart with your feet and fucking me like an a****l. You’re so close to cumming, your toes are curling inside your boots and white stars begin erupting in front of your eyes. My god, I’m going to. Alternating between that and the reverse where she squeezed the head and went down made it feel like he was actually thrusting into her without moving. She started rolling her hips from side to side and the added twisting sensation sent him barreling towards release. Since it was his fifth time that day it took quite a while before he felt the familiar tightness at the base of his cock. He put his arms around Ikuno and started making small thrusts with his hips. The oni groaned as he suddenly.