.Eh wahi chut hai jo apni hawas mitane ke liye maa ko majboor kar diya papa ko dhokha dene ke liya, mast chut aaaah pure kale kale baal se ghire hu ph...ir meri nazar gand ke ched me gayi kya sunder ched thi wow choti si mast mujhe raha nahi gaya maine apna nak laga diya apni janam bhumi me kya smell thi maa ki panty me se to ess smell ki 10%bhi nahi aati tabhi mera nak maa ki gand ke ched me chali gaya aaaah kya smell tha, mujhe pata hai aap sab soch rahe ho gaye gand me kya perfume lagi thi,. Fiona spürte, dass es gleich so weit war, schnappte fast über vor Vorfreude und wurde von präorgastischen Zuckungen durchgeschüttelt.Als der erste heiße Schwall gegen ihren Gaumen spritzte, fiel all die aufgebaute Anspannung von ihr ab. Ihr Kopf ruhte tief vergraben in Jeffs Schritt und ihr Arsch thronte auf einem riesigen Gummizapfen. Zwischen diesen Fixpunkten bebte ihr Körper und spiegelte dennoch nur einen Bruchteil des neuronalen Feuerwerkes wider, das in ihrem inneren abgebrannt. Becky worked her breasts faster. Her hard nipples rubbed into my belly. I glanced back down at her. Her green eyes gleamed at me. Her auburn braid swayed down her back as her head moved. She gave me a big smile.Then she darted her head down and sucked on the tip of my cock as it emerged from between her breasts.I groaned, gripping the chair. This heat swelled through my balls, the pressure growing. They twitched and throbbed. The pressure built and built in me. I ground my teeth together. Sweat. " Mrs. Matsazuki's going to know something's up," I said."Why?" 'Cause you probably got the poor man so overheated, he'll go home and fuck his poor wife silly." That would be a dumb thing for him to do," Tess said. "Women know, when men do that, that some other woman has lit his fuse. And it's pretty insulting behavior!" Anyway, she'll blame you," I said."Aw, she probably would blame me anyway," Tess said reasonably. "Even if I hadn't done my Britney Spears, I think he might have gotten a.