Ab poonam ki chut, gaand aur muh sare hole bhare pade the, aur wo bhi us ka khoob maje le rahi thi, tabhi anjali bhabhi boli dekha meri frd jitni chud...dakan aurat tum ne dekhi hai. Mene kaha nahi bhabhi yeh to chudwane me master hia,Ab poonam ne mera land muh se nikar kar apni gaand me dalwa ne lagi aur ajali ko boli ko wo us ki chut me apni sari ungli dal de. Ab poonam mera land per bethu hai aur poonam bhabhi ne apni 4ro ungli us ki chut me dal di jor jor jor se ander bahar kar ne lagi poonam. .. many naughty things. Chanel gets in the water before me, walking through the waves lapping at the shore. I discreetly pull out my phone and when she looks at me I tell her to smile. She doesn’t hesitate to grin at the camera, my phone producing a vivid replica of the perfection standing before me. She seriously looks so incredible, a couple of girls walk up to her and ask to get a picture with her. Chanel blushes and asks if they’re serious. The two girls have to be in their early twenties,. A flash of strawberry blonde hair caught his eye as he waited. It tickled a memory in the back of his mind; a memory that took its sweet time to blossom. One of the Cholos, one of the new initiates, had strawberry blonde hair. He wasn't quite sure why he'd thought of that; the gangers weren't noted for rising early. Still, his eyes narrowed and he turned, surprise sliding over his features.He frowned as he picked Whiskey Summer out from the early crowd. He hadn't expected her; he hadn't. “Me too!” the busboy groaned. Right there on the dining room carpet, the busboy thrust his whole ten inches in and out, in and out, in and out of our intensely horny little waitress, who was grinning from ear to ear and moaning softly. At this same time, Dave’s thick eight inches fucked the hell out of Kat on the table, and she was purring like a happy little kitty. “What do you think, Tom?” I asked. “Could you at least try to fuck me like that?” “Not here in front of people,” Tom wimped.