Teri gand bi marni he par wo tere ghrpr . Ab chup kar aur chudte reh.Then we changed the positions and fucked in doggy style.She: ha ab kutiya banake ...chod randwe. Me ab puri tarh teri rand ban chuki hu. Chod muje. Muje zannat ka maza de..Hearing those words I too was excited and started to fuck her in doggy style.She: ahhhh mere darling.. Sssssss bohot maza aa rha he.. Aaahbbhh msssssYaar sexy umahhh baby chod yaar zor se chodMe teri hu aahhhhh umm sssaaahhhMe: janu yaar tu sach me bohot mast. It was not long before the excitement of marriage ended and the realization that she was becoming her mother became evident. She knew her life lay out before her like a straight road with no exists. Routine and boredom would now be her constant companions interrupted occasionally with excitement garnered from another man. To witness her rebelling against the inevitability of her life sadden me.Perhaps she confided in me because I could understand and empathize with the position she found. I could see from his eyes that he knew what was coming. 'What the fuck? Just what the fuck did you think you were playing at? Spying on me, on us, on me? You have precisely one minute to explain yourself.'He smiled. He actually smiled. The bastard. My outrage must have shown on my face, because he stopped smiling extremely quickly. 'Laura, calm down.' He didn't get any further. Anyone who knows me well knows never to tell me to calm down when I'm angry. And not to say what he said next. 'God,. The wood of our bed is singing under the pressure of his weight, and yet you are staying undisturbed, asleep and happy. You still turn your back on the black pleasure attracted by the whiteness of your hips.I'm kissing your neck, your lips and your nose. A smile is growing now on your face, you are encouraging me, but it's a black hand and not mine that is caressing your thighs, your belly, and seize your breasts. Those caresses are puzzling, because you don't understand the geography of my.