"Damn it, fuck me. Fuck my pussy!" She yelped as he pulled out of her until only the head of his cock remained in her, then rammed back in, driving in... deeply. Emily cried out as he filled her again. She felt the head of his cock bottom out inside her cunt and his heavy balls slapped against her clit. He jerked back and slammed into her again, rocking her. "Jesus," he groaned. "I love your pussy." He held her hips and began to fuck her with long, deep strokes. Emily held onto the bike, her toes. It’s only then that I realise that not only am I still naked above my skirt but I’ve spent the last few minutes holding her face against my cum drenched chest. Embarrassed as to my condition, I repeat my magical mantra though perhaps as much for my benefit as for hers.“It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay.” Yes, it is going to be okay. Her crying stops, she lets go of her skirt and encircles my waist with her arm pushing her hot face into my rapidly cooling skin. I stroke her hair with the back of. Maine kaha tum sharmaogi to nahi na. To usne bola nahi tumhe jo dikhana hai voh dikhao aur jo karna hai voh kar na. Maine bola jo karna hai voh to bad me karte hai pahle dikha deta hu.Maine aapna lower nikal ke mera underwear ke sath uske samne khada ho gaya. Aur fir kya tha usne bhi mera sath dete hue meri underwear utar ke denk di. Fir maine aapne hath se aapne lode ki muth marne laga aur bola ki dekho aise me aapne hath se aapna chala ta hu. To voh boli ab usko chod to mai aapko aaj jannat. Obviously, the phallus opened a lock. ‘I think I had better put my long unused skills to work. I’m sure my father would forgive me.’ Joe took the key and began to make a cast of it – obviously determined to make a copy. For two hours, he worked while Peter finished the car. Eventually he handed Peter the original key while the duplicate was soon on the key ring. Together they hid the wheel containing the drugs and, at last satisfied they had left nothing to chance, the two locked up. Late the.