Fir achanak se vo boli “Suno…. Meri bra bahr rah gyi hai… Kya tum mjhe paas kar sakte ho..Or plz mje mt dekhna mne kapde nhi pehn rkhe”.Mene u...ske bag se bra nikali or us dene laga or side se dekh lia.Vo us waqt poori nangi thi.Uske khule mote boobs or nipples dekh rha tha itne me hi usne mjhe ander kheech lia or drwaaja laga dia. Vo boli ” kabhi kbhi apni lund ko b workout kara dia karo qk aaj mje apni chut ko karana h”.Itna bolkr usne mera lower aur kachcha utar dia.Or der na karte hue mere. “Yes, yes, pound my wife,” the husband said, stroking his cock while his wife’s tits heaved.The Black guy fucked her hard from behind. He rammed his dick into her married pussy with powerful strokes. HE buried into her again and again, his crotch spanking her ass. Her flesh rippled as she moaned and gasped.“Yes, yes, this is such a big dick!” she moaned. “Oh, George, watch him fuck me! He’s pounding me so hard!”The Hispanic cutie shoved up my jean skirt and groaned at the sight of my pussy. I. "I must have forgotten something..." she tapped her chinlightly. Her eyes flashed with excitement in a sudden. Sheproduced a small bottle of perfume from her handbag. I cringedat the heavy smell that immediately swamped the small cubicle.It was way too flowery scented for me!I tried to back away as mom cornered me. She dangled thatpoisonous little concoction in my face. "Come on! Be a man andtake it!" she challenged me. I had not reply yet, but shealready grabbed my skinny arm and sprayed a. That’s how it felt.Then it was over; I was tubeless again, and looking at my poor shrunken, pubic hairless dick, almost lost between my thighs and leaking blood. It seemed very sorry for itself and certainly very doubtful about its future. The whole episode prompted me to reflect on the condition of my sexagenarian body. Fuck, I thought. I don’t have a fat belly like so many other middle-aged men; my skin’s pretty tight after all. Okay, I admitted to myself: I no longer have those solid,.