Fir woh raat ko humaare ghar main hi sone lagi baton baton main usne bataya jain sahab to kabhi kabhi hi usse lagte hain meri bv boli mere to din raat... lage rehte hain fir unhone wohi bf dekhi or raat ko saath main bed room main chale gaye wahan meri thodi si bachi rum padhi thi pehle to usne mana kiya fir maan gayi meri bv khoob saare juice main rum daal ker mila diya or peete peete baaten kerne lage wo boli ki jain saab jab kuch nahin kerte to tum kya kerti ho woh boli ki yeh bhi koi poochne. George grabbed her hips and buried his cock inside her. Donna screamed in pain as George slowly started to pump her cunt. But soon that pain had turned into an uncontrollable pleasure as she started to ride his cock. Donna was bucking him like she was riding a wild horse. George was pawing my wife's tits as he continued to pound her. Soon he moved his hands to my wife's ass and started to impale her cunt with his massive cock. Donna smiled and began playing with her own tits, pinching her. I’m getting real close, C. A little bit more. Take all you can. Oh. Oh. Oh God ... I’m cummminnng ... more ... more ... one more spurt ... That was amazing C. I give you an A+ for your first blow job.”“What’s my motivation to do better in the future?”“Don’t worry. I grade on the curve.”As I looked down on her beautiful face I saw her break into the most wonderful smile I have ever seen in my life.“Should we actually wash each other, or is this going to continue on your bed, Rann?”“As much as. David was thorough and completed his self appointed task to the participating parties satisfaction. It took over an hour for them to get to bed ... to sleep. Andy refused to sleep in the wet spot so they had to change the sheets. In the process, Daddy's admonition was completely forgotten and they had to change the sheets a second time.The Pretty Penny is a BIG boat and it takes a concerted effort on the part of sexual hijinks to even budge the boat. But in the morning, both Junior and Connie.