He used his free arm, wrapped it over her thighs, holding her where she was. Her screams got louder, her body rocking back against the mirror.He final...ly relented, releasing her, letting her free from his grasp. She sat there, still feeling the effects of her orgasm. He got up from his knees, using his arms to keep her legs spread. Leaning forward, he kissed her deeply, and her arms went around his neck. He picked her up, turned, and walked to the bed. He got on the bed, on his knees, leaned. By now, Pallavi was free and in a playful mood. She was no more in fear of her employer. So, even though she knew he was asking about food, she replied naughtily, “It’s so small.”“What?” he looked embarrassed.“Your tool is so small,” Pallavi showed her little finger, laughing.Sharat’s face became red at once. The next moment, she realized her mistake. She hurt his ego, a male ego. She looked at me as if for help.Now I knew Sharat was going to tear her hole. I remembered an incident when we. ”“I get it. It’s hot. Some other guy fucks the pussy that belongs to you, so to speak, but you know she still belongs to you and you get the grand prize of taking her back home and fucking her while she talks about how it felt to have another man’s cock in her,” Mark replied.Kent frowned, “Yeah, but how do you know that?”Mark laughed, “I watch a LOT of porn, and hot wife porn is among my favorite kind. Tell ya what, you go home ask that pretty girl of yours if she wants to give this fantasy of. Suddenly our eyes met and I leapt back out of the doorway. I went to my room and shut the door. I was laying on my bed, holding my big young cock in hand, stroking on it.suddenly the door opened my bhabhi came in saw me naked. I grabbed at the covers and covered over me, not saying a word.she began to walk over to my bed side. she looked up at me; her face had gone bright red and her breathing heavy. I felt a sudden and unexpected rush of excitement run through me.Without knowing exactly what.