Uske baad mainy uske hand pe kiss kiya jo usne mana nahi kiya fir mainy usko darte hue uske chin pe kiss kiya then cheeks and the slowly uske lower li...ps pe …… hum sofe pe the thus is was a little uncomfortable but I managed …… I can’t describe that kiss her lips were juicy and thick … and I could feel her breasts on my chest but I did not removed her tshirt …… usdin humne sirf kiss kiya kyunki mujhy bhi jana tha aur uske bacchon ka bhi aane ka time ho gaya tha …… per main bhaut turn on ho chuka. It was like he was trying to climb inside me. The force he had applied to my shoulder, had already left a mark, that I knew. My husband came closer and it was barely a whisper but he said "I'm ready". I nodded but the power wasn't mine. Then all I heard was "together". Black beauty was getting faster and faster and could tell he was losing his shit. He was trying to keep control but that was spiralling quickly away. "Open your mouth" he demanded. I did what I was told. "Now"! That order wasn't. He tried to count her orgasms, but they were coming too fast as she bucked and shook on the stairs in front of him, riding his cock and milking it for all she was worth. He bit his lip and tasted blood, trying to keep himself from cumming. He didn’t want to knock this slut up! He reached forwards and started kneading her breasts, and she let out a choked sob of pleasure as she started cumming yet again; her cum was making the stairs slippery! Finally, several minutes later, he couldn’t take it. This time she was there in the kitchen making the sandwiches but she didn’t notice the way John, her neighbor’s son, had been staring at her all evening. He was about 7?tall and broad-shouldered. His blue eyes were so piercing that no girl could resist them and his well-rippled body could persuade anyone. And the last thing was that he had a pile of money and no one knew what his money resource was. Some people were afraid of his appearance; he had some rap-styled tattoos on him and his head.