Jane, can you move over a little? I need to get up."Instead of moving away, she rolled even further on top of me."What is it, my love?" I need the toi...let. Can you move over please?"She paused. I thought that she was falling back to sleep but then she looked up and seemed very much awake."You don't need to go to the toilet. You're wearing a nappy." Yes, very funny. Please can you move over."Then, her face was serious. Not angry but almost begging."Please, Ian. Just for me. Please use your nappy.. A perfect CD as my wife is like a chic and my papa is like a niger in front of her…Watching this kashish was getting excited, and her throat getting dry.. Same time papa sitting beside her massaging his dick.. She wanted to get up to have water.. Papa asked ” where r u going – not liking the movie”Kashish : papa movie to acchi hai.. Par mera gala sukh raha hai to pani lene ja rahi hoon.. Apko kuch chaiye…Papa smiled at her.. And holded her and and said.. You got milk tanks for me and i got. He groaned and buried himself deep, launching his jizz as deep as possible. That threw Erin into one more massive orgasm. When her trembling stopped, Jack rolled on his back, pulling out of her. She squealed at his sudden withdrawal.Matt had water bottles for all. Even though they were both out of breath, they consumed theirs in only a few gulps. Matt sipped his and was the first to speak. Looking as Erin, he asked, “So how was it? Sorta so-so I guess...”“Oh my god baby! Thank you, thank you! I. Before the second, he pushed my face back, letting me watch his saliva soaked sex pole pulsate and spurt a full blast of chowder onto my face, coating my eyes. A third spunk missile exploded on my nose and then he aimed lower, hitting my throat and blasting into my cleavage, the already pale skin painted with his viscous seed. My whole body shivered, slumping into the passenger seat fetal, my fingers sliding over my cum-covered countenance, tasting the cream gravy he left on my skin. Musky and.