Mujhe mera lund meri jeans ke bhar aane ke liye chilla rha tha me unhe chusta rha chusta rha or sangeeta ke boobs mere hatho me the vo dard se awaze n...ikal rai thi aaaahhhhhhhhh hhhhhhh aaaaaarrrrrraammmmm seeeeeee pleaaasseeeeeeeee mai kahan rukne wala tha me bhut tej ragad rha tha tabhi mujhe yad aaya mujhe jana hai bike hai bahar koi aa gya to natak ho jayega isliye maine jaldi se apna 8 inch ka lund nikala or sangeeta ke muh me gussa diya vo kuch soch pati tab tak mera lund uske muh me jaa. I gagged then swallowed on his cock, milking it with my throat. Oh, there it is mmmm wonderful. Hot hydrant like jets of my big brother’s cum propelled down my throat. I drank like a trooper, determined to swallow it all, but it was too much.“Aghh!” I complained while the excess semen flooded over my lips and down my chin.I guess Gerry sensed I was overwhelmed. He pulled out and started painting my face with cum. “YES!” I screamed while two of my own fingers pressed hard into my cunt. I leaned. “Fingering my arse has made me want to go to the toilet, if you know what I mean,” she explained.“Well, hurry up won’t you?” Sally said. “I think we should find somewhere to put another ten of those lovely clothes pegs and it’s only fair you get to pick this time. And there’s loads more hat pins left,” she added with a smile.As Jess got up from Kim’s face, Sally added, “don’t have a piss right now if you can manage it. We’ll be taking a coffee break soon. All this hard work has made me rather. ” “He says.” “No. I say. Who do you think I’ve been talking to all this while?” The story seemed almost too good to be true but Mel was utterly convinced. Robert and Celia, she reported, were not unlike us: reaching a point where their sex life will not be harmed, and could be improved, by a little innovation. But they had no inclination to join the swinging set. What we were proposing looked like a good first step for them. “But?” I asked Yes, there was a but. They have three children, boys.