Meinay behan se poochha,”Kya mein tumhari Gand marne ka shriganesh kaoon Savita?” “Bhayya is mein ab poochhnay wali kya baat hai, meine koi aap ...ko manha thhoray hi kiya hai,der tau aap hi kar rahay hain.” “Oh darling Savita,meri pyari behn,tum such much bohut great ho,lo mein ab is shubh ghari mein tumhari Gand mein apna Lund daal hi dun.Tum,apne dono ghutney,pait ke saath mila lo aur dono chutar meri suvidh kay liye unchay kar do taaki position theek se laga sakoon.” Is per Savita ne apni. She playfully danced down them as he trudged behind her, almost like a priest following a goddess. She was such a pretty, cheerful girl!He got out his camera, and they went to work. As a model, she was a photographer's dream; eager to perform, thinking of the next pose almost as soon as the shutter clicked, hardly needing any prompting or correction.Jen standing in front of one of his backgrounds, grinning. Snap. She puts her leg on a stool, giving the camera a straight view of her panties.. “You want me to cum? Huh, do you want me to cum all the his face?” She groaned as her orgasm started growing again. “Oh yes baby, cum for him, show him how much you want his fat cock inside of you,” John yelled, tweaking her nipples through her blouse and bra.Amy could not believe that her husband wasn’t furious at her, let alone urging her on. Listening to John talk to her like that set off her orgasm. She closed her eyes as her mouth opened wide, her hips slamming into Roger’s head as her. She dabbed perfume on her neck and pouted at him in the reflection. Then she turned and strutted across the room and stood before him, glorious in the twilight, and danced gently. He sprawled back, naked and chiseled and brooding. Youre sooo sexy, baby. She eye-fucked him as she moved. You like watching whats yours? She eased the tutu off her hips over her stiletto boots. Not gonna let me rest, are you? he asked. Dont you want me? She swayed her body and unclipped her bra and let it drop to.