She was in heaven by now and didn't want to think about ending this fuck.Tammy's hands gripped the sheets as she held on tight,gritting her teeth and ...moaning from his harsh pounding.She wondered to herself what was she thinking,fucking her bestfriends man. She was Sasha's friend since c***dhood.How could she not give a flying fuck about her feelings. But the reality of it was, she didn't give a fuck. She was giving a fuck to the wrong person. And this bitch was loving every fucking minute of. On this process our destination came , first i went to toilet in the bus stand and then i followed her and finally we reached to her house where she lives along with her old mother in law who is in her bed due her sickness. i went inside from the back door of her house.Whenever i entered into her room it was full ac in the room and smells with fragrance of jasmines, immediately she removed her dress only with her undys she taken me into her bathroom and removed my dress and cleaned my body and. I recorded for about thirty or forty seconds, figuring that would be enough. I then went back to the family room and sent the video I had just recorded to both my parents and my wife’s parents, so they would have an idea of what had happened. Then I waited a couple seconds till the phone had sent it for sure and switched the thing off. I went to the gun rack in the hall. We had a few hunting riffles in there and a couple old collector pistols that my Dad had given to me to protect them from. So hurry up, get your top off and let me start." Terry cracked his knuckles so Grace peeled off her white tank top and laid across the table. There were some oils on the side, and she guided him to use a token amount and then warm it up first in his hands.It had been several weeks since Sandy had given Grace a massage, and she forgot how much she enjoyed them. Sure, Terry wasn't that good, he wasn't experienced but he had strong hands and was soft with his movements and his flowing motions.