Vo : aap ke sath chodwani hai apni chut… Aur mere boobs chatwane haiMe : hasne laga … Pagli mene ye sab jan muj k sab kiya muje pata tha tu yaha a...aye gi aur mera land dekh le gi…Vo: sach me…Me: ha…Phir me ek lipstick , banyan , yoga pants tight wale aur market se massage oil layaMe: ja ye sab phen le aur ready ho k aa ja…Vo aayi sach bolu ti vo kisi aamir ghar ki lag rahi thi phir me uuske pas gaya …Piche se hug kiya ekdam tight …Gale pe kiss kiya vo suke moo se sisskariya lene lagi mene uske. My wife Lori thinks Jim is a hoot (Her words not mine). I used to complain to her about Jim’s antics, but since she never listens to my bellyaching (Her words again) I have stopped bitching and gone with the flow.So here we are, sitting on the couch watching the Miami Dolphins get the shit kicked out of them by the New England Patriots, Lori and Martha had gone to places unknown and wouldn’t be back till seven and I had just handed Jim his third beer and there was still ten minutes left in the. “Mrs Nering has reported a very serious finding,” Janice was still smiling, “involving her daughter. A few weeks ago actually. We’ve taken our time verifying the situation and preparing the most appropriate response.“She became concerned about all the time Christina was spending out of the house, and so she found an opportunity to check her laptop. Like most kids Christina leaves herself logged in to Google all the time, and guess what her mother found being shared in her Drive?” She stopped,. Pushing her hand down and curling her fingers up around the gusset of her panties so she can push her fingers inside to play with her pussy itself... “OOOhhhhh mmyyyyy gggooooddddnneesssss...” She sighs as she rubs herself whilst rubbing against the beast.She’s leaning into him, pushing up against his side, her cheek squashed against his ribs as she works her fingers over her pussy, in and out, knuckle deep, finger-fucking herself as she soaks in the animal smell and the sound of his breathing.