Niklo bhaut dard ho ra hai pitaji niklo ese mosa ne apne honth rani ke honth per rhk kar chusne lage or jiv se rani ke munh ko chod ne lage rani ko ab...hi kafi dard ho rha tha sassur sali rand chup kar lala or teri sassuma jag jagye sali esa lage rha hai ki me tujye pheli baar chod rhahon rani tera kya hai randye tu mujye itne dino baad chod rha hai vo bhi ek jhtke me pura lund ander dal deh rha koyn tuje rahul roj nhi chodta are vo kya chodega maderchod ka lund hi nhi khara hota agar khara bhi. We'd tell each other these stories while engaging in foreplay. It's great fun for married folks. But we were no longer married and I was to begin learning how some of those stories she had told were not from her pre-marital days. She'd been fucking around; I just didn't know it at the time. Not for sure anyway. "For starters," she continued, "I've been fucking James since the week before our mediation." I didn't stop. Wasn't sure I could. That was a testing point for her. She wanted to see if. How old was I, well I must have been thirteen or so or he would have nothing to look at. By fifteen, I was fully developed with my 'C' breasts and long legs. I would tease him something rotten, all summer break I would put on a very small bikini and parade myself in front of him, even requesting he put sun block on my back and legs.Of course, what I needed was a man in my life and right on queue came Mark. Mark was a buddy of my brother, Dave, and he would often come over to 'hang' with him.. She figured that she might as well make things even more pleasant for him.Judy dropped quickly to her knees before her lover, reaching up to take his prick in hand. The shaft was hot and hard, palpitating ferociously in her cool fingers. She played with the rigid meat for a few seconds and then decided to let out all stops, show the boy how well she knew how to take care of her men.Gerald was wobbly on his feet as he watched Judy's head moving closer and closer to his prick. He had never been.