Woh bahar kutto ko chudhte dekh honto ko kaat aahe bharti hui maze lene lagi.Shradha mujhe bina dekhe is beech boli: You are so dirty, Amit.Main uski ...butter se chikni gand ki ched mein sata sat ungli marta hua bola: Achcha! Aisa kya? Ab main dirty ho gaya?Shradha dubara mujhe usi andaaz mein palt kar boli: Aur nahi to kya? Meri gand mein deko kaise ungli ghusa rahe ho, aur woh bhi apne daaye hath se.Main samajh gaya woh kya kahna chahti thi. Main kuch 10 se 15 second aur tezi se uski gand mein. I pushed my finger against the spandex. I was now soaked and I felt the wetness penetrate the stretchy material. I had reached home.I got out the car and pulled at my shorts as I stood up. The material had formed a second skin against my torso outlining the shape of my pussy lips. I pulled at the spandex in an attempt to hide it, and I quickly ran to my front door. I was still at a peak of sexual excitement and my focus was to get somewhere private and finish off the job.I ran up to my house. There was no bra to block the view, and I saw her proud nipples standing at attention, trying to push through the rest of the blouse as she leaned forward, unzipping my pants.She undid the button above the now unzipped zipper and folded both flaps to the side. I must have forgotten to wear underpants because there I was, for her and all around to see, standing at attention, pointing at the ceiling. I heard all 25 people in the classroom go "Aaahhh," and looked up to see that they were all. I can fuck her as much as I want.”“Yes!” Bethany hissed, shooting me a look of triumph. “Your Mom's going to milk so much cum out of me. I'm going to win.”I would have stuck my tongue out at her, but a different tongue swept across the tip of my girl-dick. My gaze shot down to Mrs. Baker working those lush tits up and down my cock. Her tongue flicked against the crown when my shaft emerged from between her soft tits.“Mmm, still a little sour,” she said, her eyes flicking up to me. “Needs a bit.