Lagbhag 15-20 minute ke kiss ke baad usne uske badan ko chhua, pagalo jaise uske mumme ko chat raha tha, waise wo aaah aaah ki awaje ane lagi, ekdam s...e wo mumme chabane laga to use dard hone laga lekin maja bhi aa raha tha.Usme se milk nikala to wo pagalo ki tarah milk nigal gaya sab 10 15 minute me. Uske bad boobs lal hue to usne unko chhod ke main chut ki taraf aaya chut me finguring ki to wo ucchal rahi thi, waise waise wo andar fingur dal raha tha, muje bhi maja aa raha tha. Uske bad usne. That is the word. I want you to fuck Gojura then send her home. So I can do it to her after you. Im not sure. Im not often alone. Yes, she told me there were other women and men there. Maybe one of the other men would want to do it to your wife as well. I said. He just looked at me, thinking. Then he went and spoke to his wife in his own language. As I stood waiting, Ahmed their son ran down the stairs and shoot past me. See me outside. He said as he went passed. Mr Patel returned. I have. What I read there frankly shocked me. Not for itself, though the implications of what I read were astonishing, but because of what it said about my stature with the Craxill. I was stunned that they'd trust me with this.It wasn't that I could gain anything by threatening to expose it, since they could always deny it, and there was no way I'd be allowed to demonstrate the truth of what I'd just read. Rather, it was the potential for abuse; I could do a lot of harm to a lot of people using this. As if encouraged by the other girl's approval, Samantha straddled Jackson, sitting on his upper stomach and bending down to keep on kissing him."Now," Cynthia murmured, and Jackson vaguely registered the sound of clothing hitting the floor, "we'll see if you're a good enough kisser to keep his attention during what I'm about to do."She is a very good kisser, Jackson mused, as Samantha gently tugged at his lower lip with her teeth, but I have an idea about what Cynthia is going to do... As if.