Baki sab kam khatam karke 12 baje k bad sone gaye honge. Garmi k karan me apne chat k upper jo do kamre he unmese ek me soya tha wo v darwaja khol k. ...kareeb 1.5 baje mujhe laga koi mere peron ko kis kar raha he. Me bilkul chup chap sone ka natak karne laga. Fir wo mere sare badan ko kis kiya. Lekin jab wo mere lund ko hath me pakad li mene mobile k light se dekha to wo mamta thi. Wo dhirese mere kan me bolne lagi. Ki wo mere pas wale kamreme he. Aur mujhe waha bulaya. Me chup se uth k chala. I gasped loudly at the powerful, rude penetration. I pressed back against his frenzied thrusts, holding my body steady against his onslaught, waiting and anticipating the feeling of his knot forming and hitting me on the outside. When I felt it, his knot banging against my pussy opening, I pressed back onto him even more firmly, ready to assist him before he began his urgent pressure against me. He did, though. He did press against me urgently, demanding, insisting with the actions of his body. Now he pulls my skirt up and kneeds my buttocks like pizza dow. I lean back onto his broad chest and spread my legs further. And again my bottom rose gets his ful attention. A wet finger probes deep through the tight muscle, then two together widen the narrow passage, and there a third helps to stretch the elastic chanel to its limits! I know exactly, when a man opens his fly and unpacks his dangerous weapon - mostly it slaps against my naked buttocks anyway. And I know, when he spits into his. As she did our crotches met, she was already slippery from our last session of love making, and I felt my rock hard cock slide against her wet opening.She grinned, biting her lower lip gently and locking her arms around my neck, continuing to grind against me. 'Can you manage round two?'My lips trailed from her neck, down to her collar bones and her left nipple, biting it softly and making her gasp. Her breasts had gotten bigger too, and they stood out proudly from her chest like two perfect.