.”“It’s always the last time! You said the last time last night! And the night before!”“Well why don’t you just stop it?”“Why don’t ...you just liven up?”“It’s not always about you!”“Speak for yourself!”“GAH! I’VE HAD IT WITH YOU!” Dad screeched and throttled Mum. I almost fell off my chair in shock. I’d never seen Dad lash out with such violence before; normally it was Mum who did that. Thankfully, the doorbell rang before it got painful, and the two of them calmed down a tad:“Who the fuck is. Javed bola, “Loda chus hum sabka chal.” Main thodi ghabra gayi. To Bablu ne mera sir pakada aur kass kar Raghu ke lund pe dabane laga. Raghu ka mota kala lund poora mere face pe ghum raha tha.Usne mere gaal pakad ke dabaye. Fir apna lund mere lips pe ghisne laga aur fir mere muh mein daal diya aur hasne laga. Mere dono chuchiyan uski jhangh se ghis rahe the. Aur woh mera sir pakad kar uske lund pe daba raha tha aur hila raha tha.Baki tino khade ho kar mere piche aye aur meri gaand pe hath. Their long slow deliberate strokes allowing everyone to see just how lovely she looked being fucked in every hole. She was clearly enjoying herself rubbing her rock hard nipples and her swollen clit. The guys were swapping between her arse and her mouth. She could smell and taste her arse and it was delicious. Both the guys were also getting her to lick their arses too after she’d had a good long suck on their cock. Bridget loved cocksucking and arselicking in equal measure, and wiggled her. 'Not exactly, ' Béla replied, deciding to be completely honest with her. 'But he believes he can offer you new experiences and put some excitement into your life that he seems to believe you lack.''I'm not certain I understand that, ' Annalisa thought back, 'but I'm pretty certain it's an insult!'Béla laughed out loud. 'No, Darling – it's no insult. He only wishes to be appreciated as a platform from which you can enjoy the delights of being alive. It is in that respect that his desire lies. I.