Wo muskura di or mera hath pakad k mujhe phir sofe par baitha diya, hum bat karne lage or bat karte karte na jane kya hua hum dono ne ek dusre ko kiss... karma shuru kar diya. Main apne app par kabu nahi pa raha tha or mere hath unke breast tak jane lage or unhone use roka nahi. Maine unke breast ko masalna shuru kar diya wo mujhe or jor jor se kiss karne lagi, mujhse raha nahi gaya or sofe par unhe lita diya or upper chad kar unhe jor jor se kiss karne laga or mere hath ab unke blouse k andar. A bitter surge of anger rolled through her as she looked over at the picture that had been slammed face down on her desk. Her boyfriend had been supportive of her for years while she worked. Though he didn't understand all of what she did, he knew that she had wealthy backers eager to be able to further her genetic research, but not the ins and outs. Her lips thinned down angrily. At first their lives hadn't been that bad, they'd actually been rather nice, that was until he started sleeping. From this angle i could take all of his cock into my mouth, his helmet nudging the back of my throat with every buck of his hips. dragging his cock from my mouth i demanded he fuck me.letting go of my hair he ripped my jeans off yanked my panties to oneside and buried his face into my cunt sucking and licking my clit like a thirst man at an oasis.i was writhing around in extasy, unable to control my yelps ans squeals of plessure.my pussy was so wet he inserted two fingers into me eaily and. She pulled her foot back out and we automatically moved forward on the chairs and kissed.Her kissing was wild and wanting, pushing her tongue inside my mouth while her hand groped for my cock inside my boxers. I was now feeling for her pussy, made easer as she shuffled more off the chair and exposing it more.I cupped her hairy bush in the palm of my hand while my finger found her lips to be big and chubby. They hung down partly open and moist and were easy to slide my finger along then as her.