To wo mana kar di. Maine bola ki pyar se maan warna school ke guard aur chaprasi ko bula dunga. Tab tera kiya hoga tu samaj lena. Wo boli please kisi ...ko mat bulaiye. Wo niche jhook gai aur mera land muh mai lene lagi. Pehle thoda thoda li aur kuch der mai sara. Mujhe bohut maja aa raha tha. Uske choot mai thode se baal the. Jo mujhe chatne ko bula rahe the. Mai turant der na kar ke uske choot ko chatne laga. Jaise hi muh lagaya wok kaap gai. Mai dhere dhere chat raha tha aur wo aahe bhar rahi. I let out a small moan as his mouth moves to my neck, licking, sucking, biting. My hands go up the back of his shirt and I can feel his heat, his sweat, his muscles. My nails scratch into his skin, my rapid breathing making me lightheaded. He pulls back and his hands move to my sweater. He pulls it over my head and looks at my chest. My tits are big, round and soft and he lowers his mouth to them, gently kissing them and touching them with his hands. My hands are around his neck and I arch my. “She may not feel comfortable in those heels, but she looks like a woman that knows her stuff in them!” He thought to himselfHe walked her out to her car and she said, “Hang on; I do have something for you.” She sat down in the front seat of her car and looked around. He did also, though he was not certain why. Then, without any further warning, she raised the hem of her skirt high enough to hook the band on her dark red thong underwear and before he had time to really take in what he was. The guy whos dick I had sucked held my other leg open, so that my legs were held wide apart as they wobbled and he encouraged the guy to rape my slut cunt like the weak-pussy and girl that I was! oh my! Such talk was very horny and reminded me of my powerlessness, which helped enter me into another splitting orgasm of light and dampness. I one big fuck-hole I was my cunt. My cunt was me and all I was. They guys groaned, fast-fucked my cunt, and to my happiness began to spurt out his needs into.