Fir hamne thoda baat kiya fir mere frend ne bola chale ab .Mera mann ni tha bt jana tha kyuki mere friend ne bola tha ki kuch ulta sidha mat krna.Isli...ye maine kuch ni kiya bt last me maine ek paper pe apna phone no. Likh k juice k glass k neeche rakh diya aur fir ham chale gye.Mai wait krta rha uske msg ka fir raat lo 11.10 pe uska msg aaya whatsapp pe,hi handsome.Maine bola hi riya bhabhi.. To usne kaha yes. Tumne aise no. Kyu chupke se diya maine bola mere frend ko acha ni lgta isliye agar. Robertson simply shook her head at me before she gave me a small wink and mouthed, ‘Good save, Mike, good save.‘I hoped my blush wasn’t too major after seeing Lynette’s mom’s sly reaction, and realizing that she knew the real reason for her daughter’s new nickname.“Don’t worry about changing out of your uniform, Baby,” Lynette’s dad said to her as he stepped back from his injured daughter. “Your mom and I will decide whether to take you to Sarnia General, or wait to take you to see someone at. Pussy juices ran down my thighs. My fingers twisted my nubs. Electricity shot down to my cunt.“That’s it,” I groaned. “Mmm, listen to your daughter. You’re getting her all nice and juicy. You’re pleasing her. Getting her excited.”“I am,” the MILF moaned. “Mmm, she loves it.”“Yes, she does,” I said, licking my lips. “So what are you going to do now? You can hear her passion. What does she want?”“To cum,” Mrs. Armstrong moaned. “My Daughter needs to cum.”“Yes, yes, yes!” Stefani gasped.“Then. " She rolled off and lay with her legs splayed. She was exhausted. Patrick mounted her and began to fuck. For the first few minutes, Mary lay like a log beneath him. Patrick fucked, grunted and moaned as he tried to get his nut in my sated wife. Slowly Mary's legs came up and wrapped around the studs back. He pumped her harder and faster. I could see he was close. I began to squeeze the shaft of my cock. I could sense his passion rising, He pumped her with purpose and now he was about to cum in.