Mar gayi main. Ooh aahhh. Hmmmmmm. Bahut dard ho rha hai. Please jara dheere karo. Pleeeeeeeeease”. Wo dard ke mare bedsheet bhichne lagi. Use dard ...sahan nhi ho pa rha tha. Main kuch pal ruk kar dheere dheere apne lund ko uski gaand me ghusane lagi. Wo ab bhi dard ke mare karah rahi thi. Uski gaand bahut tight thi. Kisi tarah se mera aadha lund uski gaand me ghush paya.Ab main uske upar let gaya aur apne dono hathon ko uski peeth ke dono bagal rakh kar apne lund ko uski gaand me dheere dheere. ” I quickly responded and I told him I could be there within the hour. He asked me to hurry-up and that he would be waiting. I finished my work-out, showered and headed to his place, telling my wife that I had to go into the office.The route to his apartment was becoming familiar now and I started daydreaming about his beautiful dick. I couldn’t wait! Soon, I was back at the front of his apartment building, oozing with anticipation of having another go at Jim’s cock. What a cocksucker I have. I watched as her assquiver as she lay on top of him with his cock still buried inside herfor the next few minutes.She then rolled off the top of him and pulled Michael on top of her. Shereached down and once again inserted his beautiful cock back inside her.He began to fuck her hard on the bed as my wife’s hands grope hard athis tight ass pulling his cock even deeper into her.“Give it to me Michael! Don’t stop!”It had been several minutes later when my wife once again cried out intoanother. Kisi bhi samay. kabhi raat ko 11 baje kabhi 12 baje. meri na to koi girlfriend thi na uska koi boyfriend tha. ek din raat ko mujhe laga ki mujhe koi chhu raha hai. maine dekha to shant rah gaya. meri bahan ekdum shant ho gayi aur apne kamre me chali gayi. dusre din subah wo mujhse najare nahi mila rahi thi. mai bhi usase najare nahi mila paa raha tha. phir aise hi kuch din chalta raha. ek din wo mere kamre me aayi aur mujhse sorry bolne lagi.Sis: please excuse me.me: it’s ok.sis: sorry.