Kavita idhar udhar dekhne lagi to Sarika apni robe kholti hui boli: Kavi, ghabra mat, yaha is waqt koi nahi ayega. Aur chinta mat kar yaha kisi ki naz...ar nahi padne wali, chahe kuch bhi kar tu.Kuch hi pal lage aur Sarika apni robe nikal pheki aur khule aasmaan ke neeche sirf apni choti kasi hui bikni ki bra-panty mein khadi ho gayi.Sarika: Ab Sharma mat aur kholo ise.Itna kahti hui Sarika Kavita ke robe ko khol nikali aur dekhte hi dekhte Bharti bhi apni robe nikal daali. Rahul pani mein duba. I decided to dress her up in something festive for xmas. I had stolen a cute little Santa’s helper dress from the store the day before and I thought it would look good on her. I stripped her of her remaining clothes and held up her limp body, slipping the short, sexy dress over her body. It fit her perfectly. Then it was time to say goodbye to her. I decided to kill her by bagging which was something I have not tried before on my other victims. I took a plastic bag from my sack and put it over. The girl was coming over in a few minutes to help Sylvia with her homework. The blonde had terrible grades, while Cindy was very smart. But that depended, Sylvia thought slyly, on what subject you were smart about. Cindy didn't know her pussy from an apple fritter when it came to sex. On that subject, Sylvia was doing post-graduate work.Sylvia wore a T-shirt and jeans, stark naked underneath. As usual, Cindy wore a dress. Cindy almost always wore a dress, because it made her feel properly. She took as much as she could inside of herself. She began rocking back and forth on his big cock.Brad sat up and unhooked her bra. He took out her big breasts and pushed them together and rubbed them across his face. Lucy was bouncing up and down on Brad’s cock.“Baby! You are so sexy. Your pussy feels amazing on my big cock. I need to cum. Get on your hands and knees. I want to push my cock into your tiny pussy.”Lucy climbed off Brad and assumed the position. Brad pulled apart her.