This morning he was in the mood to wail on me. He was like a sweet silky hard freight train; in hard, out head, steady and relentless. My face was pre...ssing hard into the pillow and his belly was whacking wet and sweaty into my ass. How he could keep this pace for so long I don’t know, but he wailed on me for what seemed like an hour before he suddenly stopped deep inside me. Silent. I could hear him panting, I could feel his cock throbbing. I tightened my ass around him. “No, don’t baby.” he. Meri soti hui biwi ka faida utha rahe ho?Wo meri baate sun kar bahut darr gaya aur bola-Coolie: Sahab maaf kar do. 20 saal baad kisi aurat ke sath leta hu, to control nahi hua. Maaf kar dijiye mujhe sahab.Main bola: Sach mein 20 saal ho gaye tumhe?Coolie bola: Haa sahab, biwi ke baad aur kon soyega buddhe coolie ke sath?Mujhe us par taras aa gaya, aur main bola-Main: Haa main bhi shayad yahi karta. Chalo koi baat nahi.Fir maine usko apne paas bulaya aur kaha-Main: Acha tumhara khada bhi hota. ..and then to not wear the bee costume.Tifa knew her body, and she knew how people looked at her, and she took pride in the shape she was in. She had trained hard in her martial arts to keep herself fit and toned. She had been blessed with a beautiful face, piercing red eyes, jet black hair, and long legs. Her breasts, which men coveted and women wee jealous of, were a great point of pride with her. She couldn’t change the genetics of her figure, but it didn’t matter, as she loved her body.Tifa. He had smeared the slime over his jacket, with it clinging to his fingers and had looked down, about to lose his temper with the idiot who hadn't been watching where they were going. Never mind he was guilty of the same charge.Julia had looked up at him. Egg slime coated her from chin down. Her white blouse was plastered to her body and her hands dripped with it. He could see the lace bra through her shirt as clearly as if she hadn't worn a shirt at all. His eyes followed the mess upwards and.