” Marilyn said rising from her chair. “Welcome to Hot Wife Hotel.”Steve was waiting for her when she got home.“So, how did it go?” he asked ...anxiously.“I’m in!” Olivia answered excitedly. “I start Wednesday. I need to be there at 11:30 though, does that work out for you?”Steve smiled, “Oh, baby, yes! This is so exciting! You’re still good with this right? I mean, I know we’ve had this fantasy for a long time, but this is a whole lot more than just meeting up with a guy for a little fun. I want. She moved up on her arms and offered her breasts to his mouth."These belong to you. Do whatever you want with them."He alternated between each breast, taking one nipple into his mouth and then the other. He pulled each of her nipples into his mouth and then fought each nipple with his tongue. As he released the nipple he was working on, he let his teeth gently rake it. She moaned and started to rub her slit on his erection, making her wetter. He felt her juices coating his shaft. She rose up. 'not so greedy slut, I decide what you get.' you push my knees further apart and blow some air on my clit. 'oh god daddy, don’t, that’s evil.' I whisper hoarsely. then, without warning, you thrust 2 fingers inside of me. 'fuucckk daddy, oohh yess.' you laugh and grab my hips with your other hand. you start fast, when you notice I’m close, you go slow, and then fast again. you keep torturing me like this for 10 minutes. 'don’t dare cumming slut, or you'll be punished', you growl. 'daddy please. . Mujhe life me first time chut k darshan huye they. . . . Iske pehle maine sirf choot blue films me hi dekha tha. . . . Ab mai bhabhi k chut ko dekh rha tha. . . . Ek dum clean shaved chut thi. . . . Tabhi bhabhi ne bola pls ise chato. . . To maine apna jeebh bhabhi ki chut medaal diya. . . . Aur jor jor se chatnelaga. . . Bhabhi pagal ho gyi. . . Aur jor jor se sssshhhhhhh sssshhhh mmmmaaaaiii tttuumhaarrriii hhuu rrrohhaannn . . . Mmmmuujjjjjhhhheeeee ccchhhoooddoooo. . . . Aaauuurr jjjorr.