Phir usne apne lund se meri galo pe marne laga pehle dhire dhire aur phir jhorse. Mein aur uttejit ho rahi thi. Usne kaha ki wo jo bolega mujhe wahi k...arni hogi nai toh wo chor k chala jayega. Meine kaha thik hai, toh wo ghum gaya aur apni gand meri muh k samne lake bola aab isse chus sali sour ki olad. Mein daar rahi thi ki kahi wo chala na jai aur isliye uske gand mein jeeb laga k uski asshole chusne lagi. Phir uske he kehne pe uske gand mein ungli ghusa k ungli ko chosa.Phir wo upar aaya aur. After the movie was over, Bob and I were both sporting hardons. Although I could only see the outline, I couldn't help but admire Bob's enormous bulge concealing his cock. Mine was big too above average, but his was not the norm… only much bigger. Bob rubbed his dick through his bathing suit and went into his and Margaret's room with the promise that he was going to get some tonight.As I sat there imagining Bob and Margaret having sex, I decided to walk over to their door to see if I could hear. The dildo was large and longer than any prick I had seen and believe me for a professional like me I have seen many and of all types. His anus had swallowed all of it. By now he was mourning in pleasure and pain. Begging me to give him some more rough treatment. I smacked his butts twice the sound echoed across the room. He shouted in pain but was obviously enjoying it. I manipulated the dildo in and out and twisted and turned it. I knew he was delirious in pain and pleasure. When I thought he. With Jason’s huge manhood resting deep and fully sheathed within my wife’s body, the two of them kissed, as Jason enjoyed stroking and teasing Claire’s big boobs. Their kissing was soft and tender at first, but the little soft, butterfly kisses soon gave way to passionate and urgent and needful open-mouthed kissing.And then the inevitable up and down motion of Jason’s muscular ass rising and falling between Claire’s pale spread thighs started, causing my wife to lock her shapely legs tightly.