Fir maine usko uthaya or bed pe le gya or chut ko kachi se aazad kar k bola k tumhare chut to bahul laal ho gye the.. Kya mast chut the uske ek b baal... nai tha dosto, usne kaha aaj he saaf kiye h wo b tumhare liye. Main uske chut ko chalten laga or wo or tej se awaj nikalne lage…aaaaahhhhhhh aaaaahhhh/… uuuhhhhh mere hero plz. Aisa na karo ab or na karo plzzzz. Mere chut mein apna lund daal do plz…. Ab nai raha ja raha.. Aaaahhhhhhh… aaaah….. Kuch dek aise he chalta raha or fir main uske chut pe. I started to blush.Noticing my embarrassment, Steve said, "I was only joking. Please don'ttake it the wrong way. Maybe I shouldn't have said it."I didn't know what to say, so I just sat silent, and embarassed.Leslie broke up the awkward silence I had worked so hard at creating."Hi Steve. I'm Leslie, and I didn't find your joke about my friendSusan's breasts offensive at all. You're welcome to join us." Lesliewas looking right at me with a big smile.Of course Steve wanted to sit next to me in. .I want the three of you to mess me up . Fuck me and when you guys are ready I want all the semen down my throat"First it was Peter who exploded, and within a few seconds I withdrew and placed my cock on her lips as my cum splashed her face, and just after that I seen Don withdrawing, and also aiming his jizm onto her face. As we started messing her up she rubbed her whole body with this shining liquid and started licking us to clean of every drop that was still in our insides.mmm. she moaned,. I'm Amos Morely, A small building contractor, specializing in building decks, porch's, garages and the like. I'm forty one years old, five nine, a hundred and sixty pounds. I lost my wife about a year and a half ago. We had two children who are both grown and gone. After the funeral, I for some reason kept going to church. My wife had attended regularly but I had went very seldom. Now things were different. I picked up a lot of jobs from the members and several of the women came by to make sure.