She softly pushed husband away. He moaned and turned on other side with back towards kusum. She turned towards sasur and pulled his lund on choot. She...rubbed lund on slit and clit and whispered , “aaj randi nahi aapki bahu hun , aaj chudai ka daam nahi lungee.” After about 10-12minutes of rubbing lund got some tightness and kusum managed to stuff it in her choot . She kept her thighs on sasur and both fucked . Though lund was not tight like chhotu’s or husband’s lund sasur kept bahu’s choot. "No need to rush off. Stay and have a drink with us. Nathalie ishelping me with an assignment."Viv dragged out another couple of glasses and passed them to Yves whopoured us all a glass. They both laughed and Yves clinked glasses withus. I was mortified and all I could think about was keeping my headturned and my mouth shut. I was so scared that he would twig that it wasme.Yves tried and tried to engage me in conversation but I managed to rebuffall his advances. Viv on the other hand was. Ahhhhhhhhhhha.aaaaaaaaaaaaa….ye sab hi sunai de raha tha todi der aisa karne ke baad mene usse apne upar chada diya and wo jump karne lagi sath me. ahaaaa…ahaaaaaaaa…….ahaaaaaaaaaaaaa…ahaaa.a…a….a. to chal hi raha tha. Me uske boobs daba raha tha. sali kya jump kar rahi thi dost. jaise koi randi ho. randi ke jaise chilla rahi thi ahaaa ha ha ha ahh ahhhaaaa chodo muje jor se chodo. come on fuck me hard.Aise hi kuch 10 min karne ke baad. mene usse doggy style me choda…Use ye bahot pasand hai. For no reason at all. Except that it feels good to smile and I look beautiful. I give my hair one hundred strokes in the morning and evening. The number is one hundred exactly; no more and no less. I make sure I pay careful attention to what I am doing so I don't lose count. I stare at my face in the mirror as I brush and with each stroke I say what I am supposed to say:I am Maya180.I say that over and over as I brush my hair. Each time I say it I get an intense feeling of pleasure. I.