I took my hands and ran them down her naked skin from her shoulders to her waist until I was cupping her pert little buns in my palms. My fingers expl...ored deep within her crack until I felt her crinkled anus still shaking from the effects of her orgasm.Karen's head was still on my chest as she panted, spilling her hot breath on my shoulder. As I pushed a tentative finger into her asshole and rubbed it around a bit, Karen seemed to know what I wanted to do. I'd fantasized about taking a woman's. Haal chal ke baad usne pucha kahan ho , mene bata diya, boli ek 18 saal ki ladki sex ke tyyar ki hai tumhare liye tum abhi Rajori garden aa sakte ho? Mene pucha maal kaisa hai usne kaha hosh ud jayenge.Mene kaha abhi call back karta hun. Mene Sumit se kaha mere boss ka phone hai abhi jana padega. Phir mene Vaishali metro station se rajori garden ka ticket liya or metro me beth gaya, phir mene Soniya ko phone kiya or bataya me 1 ghante me aa raha hun. Me raste me Sonia se chudaye ke din yaad kar. Her ass was gripping with hot waves by itself, without any conscious effort from her. The pressure was ecstatic for not only her son, but for herself as well. She whipped her naked ass up and down swiftly, smacking the hot asscheeks against her son, his cock feeling as if it were reaching depths she had been unaware of. The deeper his cock went, the better it felt to her. She wiggled erotically beneath him, her face turned to one side, resting on the floor as her son fucked her hard. He fucked. I had a great time attraction towards Amit.Starting from the way he dresses to the smell of his hairs, I was totally in love with his style and attitude. And I believe Amit pretty much knew that I like him.I and Amit were so close to each other that we both used to watch porn (with girls in it) and shag together (By covering up each other’s dick with a blanket). We used to have a masturbation session almost everyday. Months later, Amit stopped spending time with me and in the evening whenever I.