I put my all into giving this warrior-woman what she craved.She broke the kiss, moaning, “Sven!”“Yes!” I growled. “You love my cock in you!�...��“Uh-huh,” she moaned. “Rithi’s inspiring art, yes! Pound me! Make me cum on this dick!”Her citrine eyes shone in the dark right before me. They brimmed with such need. I responded, giving her what she craved. I plowed my cock into her. I rammed into her so hard. I plunged into her, filling her up to the hilt. She whimpered against me, her cunt squeezing. If he’d known she was a beautiful, curvy caramel-skinned woman, he might not have had the nerve to pull the stunt he’d just pulled. Or he might have. Emily had given him a pretty good education in what happened if he let beautiful women take advantage of him.He also had Emily to thank for his eyes not popping out of his head when he opened the door and found a beautiful woman waiting there dressed in a pair of loose-fitting white capri pants, pool shoes, and a smile. “Mr. Whitford, thank you. Bindu: Sunday morning 6 o’clock at Bank of India Pimpri, old Mumbai highway.Mene kaha ok.Phir Sunday subah 5.30 baje mene apni car nikali aur wo hi point pe pahuch gaya. Aur thik thode time ke bad bindu bhi auto me a gayi. Mene uska saman lekar gadi ki pichali seat par rakh diya phir wo mere baju ki age wali seat par akar beth gayi.Raste me hum start ho gaye. Par mene usko kaha kyu na hum Lonaval me hi hotel hire kar ke enjoy kar lete hai usne kaha ap jaise kaho me t puri tumari hu jaha tum le. I felt her stiffen beneath me as I drove almost a third of my long, thick penis into her creamy, molten cunt. Jilly's eyes rolled back into her head and her jaw dropped open and she gave a long, drawn out moan that escalated into a scream as I rolled my hips and thrust into again, burying now more than half of my cock in her young, slippery snatch.I could feel my daughter's body literally clenching beneath me – her pussy tightening up around my cock and before she could contract her cunt.