She loved her pussy. It was beautiful to her and she knew that it did some magical things for her and for her lovers. As her mind wandered off to what... David’s cock would feel like, she slipped two of her fingers inside. Her warm pussy enveloped her fingers, making her moan out in pleasure. She grew wetter as her mind flicked through images of David throwing her on her bed, holding her down as he had her way with her. Faster and faster her fingers went, slipping in and out of her dripping cunt,. We had shot three or four small scenes like this when I suggested shooting them indirectly through the mirror on the table. They agreed enthusiastically. By doing it this way, the illusion of Saranya’s body being closer or in more lewd positions could be achieved without making the picture of Cheri lewd. The hidden sensuality began making the shoot hotter for all of us. Then Saranya moved the small wire frame chair out and knelt down in its place and more pictures were snapped off as Cheri. Mager main ne kabi notice nahi leti thi kune ke jab wo pany computer per kam kerya tha to main dekti thi ka us ny ak model ki pic legi hoti thi jis k boobes kuch nazer a rehy hotay thy aujay legta tha k us ko boobes ka shoke hy .mager ak din jab main apny room k bath main neha rehi thi to mujay aysa lega door per koi hy us din moon gher per nahi thi our bhai gher per hi tha main ny jab ghoor keya to mari nazer key hool per peri to bhai mujay nehaty howay key hool se dhake reha tha. Main anjan. Our clothes came flying off as soon as the motel room door shut, and we went at each other like street dogs. She was like a bitch on heat and I was like a rutting stag. We tore into each others flesh like crazed carnal cannibals; there was no love making, it was sheer hard brutal fucking. After the weeks of sexual tension that had built up between us since our first meeting in Celle this sudden, violent, release triggered things in me that I hadn't felt before. I bellowed, with lust and with.