Maine apne lund ko set karte hue ek jor ka daka lagaya uski to mano jan hi nikal gai vo jor se chillaii mar gaiii mai dar gya aur uske muh par hath ra...kh dia ab tak mera topa uski choot ke andhar gya tha mai use kiss karne laga aur uske boobs ko sehlane laga use thoda acha lagne laga aur dard kam hua maine ek aur jor ka daka dia aur maira adha lund uski choot mai sma gya vo to gaand utha utha kar chillane lagi par chilla nai pai kuki mai Uske hontho ko apne hontho se dbaya hua tha vo rone lagi. I guessed then that this was how my husband wanted me to pose for the camera club. I also realised that the very thought of doing just that was really turning me on. I stripped to my underwear and tried to copy in the mirror some of the poses in the magazine. I practiced and mastered around 6 classic poses. A standing up frontal and side pose, a bent over a chair and look over shoulder rear pose which I thought really showed of my ass with my little puss just poking through, then some standard. A jizz jet splashed in the hollow of her throat and a creamy cascade slimed into her deep cleavage. A pearly ribbon ran down her gently rounded belly and trickled into the thicket of her hairy vee. Her face tilted up and she willingly took a steaming stream onto her parted lips. It ran back along her cheeks on both sides of her mouth. Her tongue slipped across her lips, tasting some of the sweet nectar. He kept dosing her with foam, like a fire extinguisher on her fiery flesh. Diana groveled. Now gloat all you want.naan tamizhlla shonnadhu nokku puriyaadhaa”.( what you can’t understand tamil)“Ha ha ha,with a sly look in his eyes, he said, ” Nee pesaradhu tamillaa, paadhidhaan puriyudhu”( is it tamil you speak ,can hardly understand it ).Narayan,” I have been telling her to be language neutral when talking to outsiders, but she never listens, all she talks is on the phone with her mother or mine and you know her bhashai at that time and a few of her friends here are typical.