Bhi 1 ghante se kam nahi gujari.or usaka chehra pakadkar kiss kar diya. Usane kaha ki mere ko kapde to chang kar lene do. Maine kaha ki inme bahut sun...der lag rahi ho rahne do. Or usake pichhe khada hokar usaki nek per kisses ki barsat karne laga .mera lund ab mousam bana chuka tha or usake hips per touch ho raha tha or usake lahnge se chut main ghusane ki izazat maang raha tha.maine pooja k boobs dabana start kiya to pata chala ki wo to pahle se hi chudwane k mood main hai.or mere lund k or. While she had been upstairs, I had undressed, slipping on my short robe. Her outfit made me feel over-dressed."Like it?" she asked, posing in the doorway for me, "am I still a sexy girl?" Oh, yes," I agreed, "very much so. Where did you find it?"She blushed, so cute, I thought. "It was in my bag," she confessed, "I brought it with me just in case I stayed out."I looked at her, one eyebrow raised and smiled. She went into the living room. When I went in a few moments later, she held her hand out. . ‘Ohhh,’ she thought, ‘I’m too tired. I can’t continue much longer. Jennie’s breath was now coming in short gasps, although now almost too weak and exhausted to continue, she continued to fuck him back tiredly. Finally, Jennie felt the thickness of him, moving inside her, stretching her, now his hard hot slick Cock seemed to swell further buried to the hilt in her swollen pussy. Jennie felt her swollen Labia Majora Lips being pulled inward, pulling some of her honey brown pussy hairs inside. But I was kind of getting desparate for Hina chachi now. The candid chat that we had after sex was a lot more arousing than the sex itself. I knew that with Ankita it was a lot easier then with Hina chachi. I knew that it would be very difficult to find such a situation again wherein I could have sex with Hina chachi. While all these thoughts were going in my mind, morning was slowly approaching. I thought that I had 2 more days. I anyhow wanted to have sex (fuck would be a very abusive word.