My legs obviously being driven by the almighty Cocks commands. RAP RAP RAP against the door. My fist also must follow the demands of Commander Cock. I...t opened to the most lovely sight, she was in my dreams and now here. I reached an arm out, at first for a handshake, and then quickly converting it to a torso grab and heavy tongue kiss. Handshake, seriously, damn I am lame. French kiss for the win. And she did not recoil in disgust. Double winner. I scarcely saw him, maybe later I will give him. Nitu- itna mota aur lamba??Aj lagta hai yeh meri jaan lelegaMe- ghabrao nahi dear…. Bass tum maza loo.. Bad baki mujhpe chor do…Nitu- koi problem nahi hogi na?Me- daaro maat… Full privacy aur protection k sath karunga…Nitu-okMovie khata hui…Fir hum lunch karne lageNitu ne bataya uske hubby business me itna busy hai ki kabhi sex nahi karte aur unka lund kafi chota haii… Unke 2 bacche hai… Jo boarding school me hai…Din bhar akele rehna parta haiMe- ghabrao maat… Mai hu apko santust kar dungaNitu-. She was a very talkative nature and had a very good way of talking and was intelligent, since she was born and brought up in bangalore and convent educated. She was also working at the same time and was financially independent. We used to go to restaurants and have drinks as well, and she taught me a number of table manners, introduced me to Chinese foods, etc. Soon we became more close friends and we used to go for movie also. I was doing all these without the knowledge of my wife. Once we. I could see just the briefest of soft pubic hair between her legs, which sent a shiver of anticipation through my now churning loins. A lovely light sweat had also broken out between Michelle’s breasts, which gently rolled down between her cleavage. I think she was quietly taking pleasure in my discomfort but did nothing to put me at my ease, if anything I felt that Michelle was milking the situation, deliberately opening her legs to let me she her clearly defined pussy lips. When we had.