It hurt every time he hit my cervix. I wanted to get fucked so I didn't offer much resistance. An occasional "fuck you asshole" or "mother fucker" w...uld come out. But more than anything, I was grunting in ecstasy. I was getting railed. I needed to get fucked so bad. His legs were slapping against the back of my thighs. He kept driving, "fucking bitch" he would say. "Ima own you tonight" he said, and that's when it escalated. I said "fuck you nigger". He stopped and pulled out of me. . Even in my tunnel vision lust drunken state, I would have know my own husbands cock. I looked up at him and smiled sweetly, genuinely glad to see him. He looked back at me with his cool blue eyes, and gave me the warm loving smile he always did. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he snuggled his face into my neck, kissing and nibbling it gently. "mmmmmm" I dug my nails down his back through his button up shirt. I realized the shock of him awaiting me had sent my heart racing and stomach. Mummy sofe par chad kar kutiya ki tarah position bana kar apne chutado ko hilane lagi to Rakesh khada hua aur fir vo mummy ke piche aaya aur mummy ke chutado par 2 thappad mare jisse chutad aur jor se hilne lage aur mummy halki se siskari barne lagi. Fir rakesh ne apne dono haatho se mummy ke mote mote chutado ko failaya aur fir apni kamar ko aage ki taraf jatka diya to uska lund mummy ki chut me chala gaya aur mummy ki halki si dard bhari cheekh nikal gayi aur fir usne ak aur tej Dhaka diya. She hummed as she played my skin flute and I told her. “It’s coming”. She nodded her head and I blasted off and she grinned as she swallowed.When I finished she carefully cleaned my knob off and gave me a little kiss, then scampered away to play with the other kids. I was paralyzed. If this was life on the farm, I’m leaving the city ASAP.Linda Lou stopped by where I was sitting and checked that I still had beer, leaning over with her big bazooms swinging. I got a good shot of her jungle crotch.