Leeeee”maine dekha sardar apna chutar pura upar utha kar jhatka khane laga,,uff sardar karib do mint tak lagatai jhatka khata raha jab ke mai to 2-4... second me hi thanda ho jata tha,,jab tak sardar jhatka khata raha meri patni fus fusati rai””uuuuf bap re bap,bas raza bas pura bhar gya,hai alla bahar girao,,lekin sardar pura lund ka kholta panh meri patni ki chut me hi gira kar dam liya,dono jor jor se hanf rahe the,kuch der baad jab dono sant huwe to rubi lund par se upar uthi,,ye kya mai ne. Perhaps they all wore something like this. She wasn’t particularly attractive–her face was a little too long, creating that slightly horse-like impression some women gave off. She had a nice body, though, from what he could see…which was quite a bit, he began to notice, as he stared at the slightly translucent robe. Gorgeous, small tits, long, slim legs… She smiled. Suddenly, he realized how much he was staring, and he jerked his eyes back up to meet hers. Her smile was coy, teasing…surely a. She looked back up and saw her coach. ‘One oh-four point 28!’ She yelled for joy. That was one of her fastest times. Her coach pulled her out of the water and hugged her, even though she was dripping wet. She pulled away from the hug and grabbed her towel, taking off her cap and letting her hair fall. She had let her hair grow to her shoulder, even though she tried to keep it short as she could. She waved to the crowd, who cheered for her, and she made her way back to the locker room. When the. You step inside, no words are exchanged. You pull me close and kiss me sucking on my tongue. Long deep kisses taking my breath away. You slowly move your lips down and around my neck sucking, tasting my soft skin. I moan quietly as the warm feeling moves to my pussy. We pull apart and say “hello”. I then take your hand and lead you upstairs. No sooner as we enter my bedroom you push me against the wall. Your hands cup my breasts through my top. Feeling for my nipples you rub and pinch them to.