.and who knows how the Goddess Isis spelledher name in ancient Egypt anyway, probably in Hieroglyphs Ireckon...just don't you dare leave out the 'Godd...ess' part! Then theGoddess Isis went cheerfully with her attendants into seclusion to awaitthe birth of her son the God-King Horus. The Mother Goddess Isis wasconfident and secure in the knowledge that the land of Egypt would bewell kept in her absence by her advisors for the duration of her tenmonth pregnancy. And of course her feelings were. “Oh yeah!” moaned Fidah, taking Raj’s dick out of her mouth. “Now make your son fuck me before I cum, Hema. And that’s enough massage from your Tariq. I am fine now, son,” she added before going back to orally pleasuring Raj.With Raj’s ‘cooperation,’ Hema had Fidah’s hips moved slightly towards the edge of the bed for Deepak to pump. Deepak assumed the uncomfortable (and funny) semi-squatting position to hump Fidah in missionary. Seeing this, Hema helped him assume a better and more comfortable. When she sat on his lap, she’d grind on his knee, her hand reaching back to grasp his dick and feel it grow hard, then turn around wordlessly and clutch it with both hands, up and down, until he came, and she would suck greedily at his cum. When facing him, she’d sit close, her knees at his sides, her pussy slightly slick with the delightful sort of wetness that was excitement and drops of pee, and push to and fro against his hardness, which would be prostrate against his belly. Akira’s small,. Well you can feel them whenever you want to now. I lie on my back, and look at her; I want to eat your pussy. She straddles my head, and I start licking her cunt, so wet and so hot for my mouth, she starts rocking on my tongue and starts to moan. I stop and tell her oh now your not going to get done like thisI slide her down on me, play with your tits I want to watch, I watch her playing with them tits that I love, lick your nipple I want to watch, I see her tongue over her hard nipple, I tell.