" Yes, more than anything." Salah said."So, to answer the question you didn't ask: Yes, but it'll have to be at my place. My husband is busy nowadays ...n an errand outside the city for a whole week."Outwardly, he was calm, but Salah was exulting inside. "Of course. Anything you say."Qoot Al-Qoloob smiled and patted her seatmate's leg. During their few brief encounters in their apartment building, she had observed him to be a handsome and personable young man, and had even thought of him as a. Us waqt hum school ke liye maruti omni se jate the . ye school ki tarf se nahi thi balki ghar walo ne apni tarf se lagwa rakhi thi , isme hamare school ke or bhi bache jate the .Us waqt school van’s per koi rok tok nahi thi or wo van me bacho ko ache se thus kar le jate the . ab m jada bor nahi karunga sidha story per aata hu . van me driver ke alawa ek or ladka hota tha jo bacho ko van me bithata or utarta tha . van me lagbhag 12 bache jate honge jisme se 2 drivar ke sath wali sheat per us. She moaned loudly.“Fuck me, Ashik.. Fuck me… Mmm.. Fuck me like my husband never did… Yes..”Ashik was grunting and still kept thrusting his cock. The whole car was moving back and forth as the fucked.But Ashik wasn’t satisfied. He needed more.So he opened the door, got out and pulled Shobha out. He held her hand and walked to the front of the car. He pushed her onto the bonnet of the car.She sat on the warm bonnet and Ashik spread her legs. He stood on his knees. Her panty was wet with sweat. By rotating her ass back and her waist forward, she managed to make the crotch chain barely reach the lock, slipped it through, and quickly snapped the lock shut. Now her body was an integral part of the taut multiple chains, her ankle cuffs attached in front and the chain from her crotch strap connected to the wall in back of her. Her legs were straight out in front of her, and the tension of the chain in back felt like it was forcing the large vibrator-equipped double plug even deeper into.