Woh moaning ki aawaze nikal rahi thi jo mujhe aur pagal kar rahi thi. Ab maine Priti ko khada kiya aur use bhi hardcore kissing karne laga.Ek time hum... tino ne ek sath ek dusre ke hoth chipka ke kiss karne lage. Kya maja aa raha tha kya batau yar. Ab maine Priti ke chutdo pe ek jor ki chamat mari. Fir uski chut mein ungi dal ke jor jor se hilane laga aur sath mein dusre hath se Shweta ki chut mein bhi ungli dal ke hilane laga.Woh dono jor jor se moaning karne lagi. Maine ab dono ki chut mein do. Fuck me like a madman.”When I slip inside her I surrender all my will. She owns me. I am awash with that delicious sense of well-being that comes with fucking a willing woman whose body perfectly fits my physical template. Her pussy grips my dick, its warmth and wetness becomes the center of my universe. Lateshay’s lush ass cheeks feel cool, fleshy and pillowy as I press against them, as I seek the deepest reaches of her pussy with my stone hard cock. For her part, Lateshay is enjoying being. Before she could say anything, she found herself staring into the face of a beautiful Arabian horse. A wire fence separated it from us, and seemed to be friendly, but she still paddled backwards. It was such an amazing sight against the brilliant blue of the sky and the green of the surrounding pines.“Whoa,” Angie exclaimed. “That is one beautiful horse.”“He has a partner around here somewhere, but I don’t see him right now.”We slowly made our way back to the main creek. At almost every turn. She was rather proud of her skills, as they all were, and rightly so; Herr Mozart's people were very good at what they did."What is this?" Mozart narrowed his old gray eyes, looking at the gift wrapped package Eva had placed on the table near him."It occurred to us," Eva smiled with a glance at Wolfgang, "that we don't know your birthday, Herr Mozart. And so we decided that today is as good as any other. Happy birthday." Happy birthday," Wolfgang echoed, lifting his wine glass in salute."Open.