My wife came so hard on the toy she did something I had never seen before. As she doubled over and screamed, her cum literally shot from her pussy, sp...raying the coffee table and empty DVD case.Exhausted, my pale redheaded wife fell back into the couch, the thick black toy staying inside her for a few seconds, jiggling as aftershocks of her orgasm ripped through her before falling out with an audible 'pop'.I stood, my caged cock trailing a string of precum that was attached to the cushion as I. Such a long journey, and one I wish I could take instead of residing here in this bore of a country. I have found, to my distaste that the dialects in this most high and foul place, This Wrydia… and the accents, so dreadful, and that there is little that could be said but for me to say that even the voiding of my bowels would sound far better, for I have no good to say of Wrydian. Only the faint presence of the Ballingar tongue, that is it’s only good point. The regional dialects… horrific. But. Phir sheikh ne mummy ke bra aur panty donon ko nikala aur zameen par rakh diya.Phir sheikh ne mummy ko bed par litaya aur room se bahar jaakar apne bag se ek oil ka bottle lekar room mein aaya.Sheikh aaj massage oil lekar aaya tha for mummy.Usne oil ke bottle ka cover open kiya aur oil ko mummy ke boobs.Pussy.Ass par daala aur zor zor se massage karne laga.Usne yeh massage approx 30 minutes tak kiya. Phir sheikh mummy ke donon legs ke thighs ko lick karte pussy par aaya aur usey lick karna. Turning away from me, he suggested that we go to the bedroom, where we could be more comfortable. I rose from the settee and followed him, my stiff cock bobbing in front of me as he led the way down a hallway and into a large and elaborately decorated bedroom. With an expansive wave of his hand and a broad smile Wayne welcomed me to “the workroom”. The bed was the biggest I had seen, with piles of pillows and brocade-covered cushions mounded against the headboard, and there were mirrors either.