The lady had blonde straight hair and she too had enormous breasts. She was fit like Jeannie. I did consider if other neighbors wondered why Jeannie w...ashed her car so much. Maybe they enjoyed watching her strut her stuff, too. I wondered if I was her only boy toy. Her husband was always traveling and her kid was always in daycare. She always seemed to be on free time. I liked that about her. She was becoming a drug for me. I needed my MILF fix every day and I was thrilled that she liked fucking. Maine use jaakar rasoi Main sorry bola to usne boli don’t be.is umar main ye sab hota hai.main bahot dar geya tha or kaha mummy ko plz kuch maat kehna tabhi wo mere pass ayi mujhe ek puppy deke woli don’t worry nehi bolunga maine v use thanks Bolkar pichhese hug karliya or bola aunty u r so sweet.tavi wo woli avi jake bachiko padhao. Padhte padhte uski bachhi sogeyi to maine unke paas jake kaha ki aunty muni sogeyi. Usne kaha ki tumhe kya avi kuch kaam hai Maine bola nehi to wo boli rukjao raat. Torrie loved it.She arrived back at Fat Rob's placed, immediately removing her clothing, grunting and moaning as Fat Rob slammed in to her pussy over and over again. After her first orgasm, Fat Rob rolled over, taking her with him. "Ride that dick," he said, slapping her ass a few times."Ah yes!" Torrie came within minutes, resting her head on his shoulder. "Why did I ever get married?" She whispered, recalling the events of this amazing night.Fat Rob pinched her butt, signaling her to get. Refer back to rule #1.----Brittani twisted the door knob of the front door and crept inside, trying to be careful that she didn’t make any noise. She was home late, again. Third time this week; she was at her boyfriends parents , no doubt. Brittani was a fifteen year old blonde teenager. She stood about four feet eleven inches; when she had on her tight clothing; which she did every night she came home from that boy’s parent’s house; it was clear that she was a developing young teen girl. Her.