Amra obak holam ma kisui bolselo na.ora jai korte bolsilo tai korsilo.ma tokhono ulongo silo.keo take kono kapor day nai.diner er por boss tar pant kh...ule fello.or bara dekhe ma er mukh dia voer artonad ber hote laglo.boss er bara ta 14″ lomba r 5″ thick.ato boro bara ma kokhono hote pare janto na.ma boss er kase jacchilo na.boss take jor kore tene ane tar ghorar moto bara ta maer mukhe dhukanor chesta korlo.kintu ma bara ta mukhe dhukate parsilo na.ate khepe gia boss ma ke jore jore koek ta. " Yes you are and yes it was. So thank you, too." Tom murmured.Sara put her hands behind Tom's head and pulled him down for a sweet kiss.As they walk out of the bedroom and down to the front door Sara spoke up. "Tom, since we're lovers now, with more to come... pun intended. I'd like to know what you do."They reached the front door and stopped. "I'm starting my last year at River City U., Sara. I'm a history major. I love history, much to my father's dismay, since he's a math professor there.". Jo moves so Christy can too. Christy moves up onto my waist. Holding me with one hand rubs herjuices all over the head. Holds it at her pussy. Then pushes down hard onto the head, it slips in. She’s super fucking tight. Sitting up staright shepushes me deeper in her. Slowly getting it half way in. Jo then stands over me. I’m looking straight up at her cunt and asshole.Jo says “Christy do me too.” Then spreads her pussy wide to give herbetter access to her clit. Christy immediately sucks. She just knew she would for sure. And then she breathed in and smiled once she exhaled. Her hands touched her stomach by way of the pajama top. She listened to the “silence” in the house. Her mom and dad were downstairs. It sure was quiet but it didn’t matter. She was off in her own little world of fantasies galore. Well kind of that is seeing as Cam was not her choice of men to fantasize about seeing as he is gay she told herself. Okay, there were others, but she never much cared for them..