.“Anna, wouldn’t it make sense for Terry to stay the night?”, asked Andy. This is usually a solid way to get her to say she’ll take a taxi.“...I’d love to, thank you”. No option now but to enjoy it, I suppose. “I’ll just go and check the spare bedroom”, I said and did just that. Andy was pouring another glass of wine when I got back.“I’ve been wondering all day”, she started. “Have you two been into pissing games for long?”What do we answer? Andy always believed in tackling things head on. “How. Without missing a beat she started sucking the huge black cock, making a humming sound around it. The nigger began to move his black hips in and out, at first, little short jabs. He reached up behind her head and held it steady as he began to fuck her sucking white mouth. The nigger in her pussy was still fucking her hard and she was responding with equal vigor fucking him back.The one in her white married pussy began to increase his pace as he rapidly reached the point of a terrifically. When you are in accidents, they say your life flashes before your eyes. I had a moment like that just then. I saw every moment that we had spent together in our lives. Each moment of joy and each moment of sadness and something clicked in my head. I knew I was probably in shock, and that there were a million reasons why I shouldn’t do it, but I couldn’t stop myself. It was like I was in a dream and only observing the events unfold. I leaned forward and touched her face. In that moment some of. By hearing this he must have assessed my situation n moved his hand still further till his fingers touched my pussy lips. he did not move his hand from there for a long time. i opened my eyes n asked him not to stop. i was getting out of my senses and enjoyin my father-in-law giving me a wonderful massage. hearing this from me he lifted my saree further till my hips n started to feel my pussy.He seperated the pussy lips n inserted one finger inside. he was fingering with one finger. his other.