Aur uski choot ek hath se sahlata raha ab uski awaje ane lagi pl jadiiiiiiiiiiiiii karooooo warna mera bhaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii aa jayegaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ab p...l aur naaaa pl jaldi karooooooooooooo ab maine ani lungi kholi aur maine apna lund uske chhot ke upar se ragar raha rha aur woh bilkul chudai keliye tayar thi ab maine ek ungli uske chhoot mai dal kar jayeja liya woh bilkul gili ho rakhi thi ab maine apna lund uski choot maih dhire se dall diya woh ek dumse chillayee pl nikalo dard ho raha hai par. He let his thumb roll around her clit as he fucks her, then lay his hands on her hips again as he go faster and faster. She let her fingers stroke her clit while he fucks her deep and hard. She moans loud now and start to feel dizzy again, she is so close now. He knows her well and know she is close to burst and keep going. Her whole body is twitching and shaking as she orgasm; he lies down on top of her and has to hold her tight. She moans loud and her nails are scratching down the bed sheets.. His attempt to push the thoughts of the obsessively neat pasta from his mind were interrupted by a curious sensation from his feet.He looked down. His shoelaces were unravelling themselves from his shoe in the same way that the spaghetti had uncoiled itself. Now two lengths of pale cord had laid themselves out in straight lines beside his feet.Disbelieving, he shook his head, trying to clear his mind of whatever residual hallucinogen remained. As he did so the end of one of the laces picked. "Smoothing the wrinkles out of his shirt with her hands, she kissed him lightly on the lips and gave him a knowing look."Poor baby, at least you still got your birthday fuck, that's the main thing. Oh, which brings me to another thought, I haven't given you your birthday present yet." Oh look, Jennifer, you've already done enough." Hush," she said, putting a finger to his mouth. "I've been thinking, sorry, we've been thinking – that being my pussy and myself – that for your eighteenth birthday.