Ja ke uske sofa me baitha tha ki o apne bed room se ek safed color ki sadi pehen ke nikli ooooo jese lagrehi thi koi pari aagai ho me to use dekhte hi... rehe gaya phir o mere pas ayi or mujhe halka sa smile di or mere side me beth gayi. mere dimak me to sex ka buth chada hua tha to mene use apne godi me utha lia. or use kiss karne laga to o gussa Hogai boli ki me tumare liye 2 hour se tyaer ho rahi hnu tum ho ki tarif v nehi karte. ysa bolke o mere se uthne ki kosis karne lagi to mevi kahan use. . the music would definitely mask any sound I might make coming down the stairs. And two ... whatever was going on at the moment, mom was making sure that Steven was obviously well occupied.I silently crept down the stairs, reaching the landing and again stopping to listen. But all I again heard was the sound of music playing off in the distance. In addition, I noticed that the door to their bedroom was indeed open, soft light spilling out into the hall, but knowing as I approached, that I'd be. They reached Gayla’s room first. She stopped at the door, her hand resting on the knob. Yet, they kept talking. It was such a natural, easy conversation. They were both enjoying it. Neither wanted it to end.“You want to come in for a while?” Gayla finally asked. Her voice sounded shaky as she asked the question. She removed her card-key from the pocket of her jeans and inserted it into the slot. The lock clicked and she pushed the door open.Mitch hesitated for only a moment. His knees trembling. Donna let her head down and her hands, her fingers, went into her ass again to fetch the dildo. Donna didn’t think anymore, and as she pushed more farts and shit came out, and she just wept openly.“Don’t you stop. It’s gotta come out,” Ninon warned her.Finally, Donna got a good grip on the dildo and she pulled it out. The pain was nothing compared to her destroyed pride. The dildo was covered in her shit, and the whole bathroom stank.“Good,” Ninon said. She had finished with setting up her.