Uske baad mujhe gussa aa gaya aur maine ek hi baar me apna 8″ lauda unki sookhi choot me andar tak thaas diya jisse unki jordaar cheekh nikal padi a...aayiiiiiiiiiii aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh aaaaahhhh haraaaamiii madarchooooooooooooooood teri ma ko kutta chodeeeeeeee bahan ke laude kahin itnio jor se daala jaata hai kya pahle kabhi choot nahi maari…….? Haraam ke jane…? Ab mujhe aur guss aa gaya tha maine aur jor se dhakke lagaane suru kar diye aur saasu ma aur gandi…gandi gaaliyan dene lagi unki. The school was on his left, and he looked around carefully for any traffic. Seeing none, he turned off his lights. The outline of the baseball backstop was still visble against the sparse yardlights that surrounded the schoolgrounds.He drove into the school parking lot and was about to take the narrow paved service lane back toward the ball field when he thought better of it and pulled around the back of the building away from the road and stopped in a corner of two walls. This left him a. I start to push ever so slow I push…going deeper and deeper. Finally almost all in and I back out. I get more lotion quickly and pour it on my cock and stroke it one time to spread then back in it goes…like butter. I move faster now and stoop down a little to change angle. I’m fucking you so hard now and at such an angle that I’m lifting you up at each stroke up I do your leaning hard on the towel bar and your tits are swaying from my pounding. I reach forward and grab your shoulders and pound. She didn’t realise what was about to happen, her knees were drawn gently up toward her chest and a warm mouth sought out her moist button, that tongue darted and flicked her little button, licking and sucking, finding her most intimate spot.She felt helpless, but the sensations were exquisite, bringing her quickly to her third orgasm that evening. Her nipples were being pulled hard, and a tongue still probed her mouth, the sensations didn’t stop there, that itch worked it’s way down to her.