.Madam jee ne to mujhe aapki seva krne ka bahut badhiya muka diya hai…Madam jee bahut achhi hain…Hum kai salo se yahan kaam krte hain..Kisi cheej ...ki koi paresani nahin hai..Sab madam jee ki dya hai…Raj-ye to badhiya hai…Tum isi tarah srva krti raho..Maya-jee bilkul…Aap bhi madam jee ko khush rakhna..Madam jee aapke aane k baad bahut khush hai… Maine use ghodi bana kr chodna shuru kr diya.Geeta meri peeth pr hath Ferne lagi.Mujhe aur bhi maza aane lga.Thodi der baad geeta ne apne tight boob meri. The breath hisses through my lips as he groans, “I love how wet your pussy is after a good spanking.” He holds my hips tightly and thrusts hard and fast, grunting. I know he wants me to remain as quiet as possible so I bite my lip. When my orgasm threatens to overtake me, I bite harder. I taste the saltiness of my own blood as my body throbs, begging for release. When I don’t think I can hold back, in a strangled whisper, I beg, “May I cum?” He grabs my hair and pulls hard, planting himself. I began to rub her sweet pink. I was getting hungry, I needed to eat that pussy.Soon enough, Monique was spread eagle, showing off her carefully maintain muff. I slid two fingers in, and began to lick her pussy lips. I licked and sucked on those things while I finger fucked her. She was moaning and I could tell she was having a great time. My cock was so hard at this time it nearly hurt. I quickly stopped my finger food meal, and stood between her legs. As I like to do, I rubbed the head of my. It could have been intelligent guesswork of a dab kitchen-hand but it was the blue and white milk jug that did it. Mrs Petrie went unerringly to the bottom cupboard, second one in from the stove, and produced it. Her father loved it, her mother hated it and insisted to be kept from her sight. The flush told Sierra what she had figured out. ‘It’s all right, Mrs Petrie. I know daddy is a naughty boy – your secret is safe with me and I am almost happy about it.’ ‘Call me Mary,’ invited the.