Are maine bola ki tinki jawan ho gayi hai. Uski chuttar mere size ki ho gayi shadi kara do. To wo bolta hai ki pahele sab betiyon ko mai chodunga phir... sab ki shadi . Ab mai kya karu muje kuch samaj nai aa raha. Maine kuch der baad bola ki ram ko dila do sabki chut phir kr do shadi kisko pata chal raha hai. Lekin suchu ki shadi uski bahen sarika se kara dena . Wo boli dekhti hu. Aur basna tm avi jawan ho western kapde pahena karo. Aaj tere liye jeans la aunga market se . Wo hasne lagi boli nai. I really need this,” while pulling aside my panties and placing the head of the dildo, which really did look like a perfect cock, at the entrance to my pussy.I held the base high enough to give him a view of the dildo’s tip spreading my labia apart and pressing slowly inside me. I moaned, in part because it felt good and in part to tease my husband, as it filled me. I’ll say that it’s nothing like having a real eight-inch cock, but it did feel really good.I moaned and added, “You feel so good. The pain was intense, and screaming seemed the only way to help cope with it. Mikey began fucking my ass at a steady pace, sliding the whole of his dick in and out of me. I continued screaming every time he forced his way deeply into me, and let out a momentary sigh as he slid it back out. My eyes began to well up from the pain, my breathing labored, and my screaming louder and more intense. Mikey looked up at my face and saw that I was now crying. Im sorry, Ill stop he said and began pulling. "Right, let's do it," he said and he got up and fetched a chair from the kitchen.Tony sat down and motioned with his eyes for Yvonne to get over his lap.She had deliberately put on her tightest pair of trousers and as she lay over his lap her gererously curved buttocks stretched them.Tony wasted no time in preliminaries and immediately started bringing his hand down hard from one cheek to the other.SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!He had.