I bent down and cupped one in either hand and kissed them until She reached down, unfastened my pants and pulled them down around my ankles. I stepped... out of my pants, wearing only my undershorts. We lay on the bed, me in my shorts and Saithanyi wearing her Petticoat.She started by kissing me firmly on my mouth, forcing her tongue through my lips where it caressed mine. She kissed me on both eyes and the pulse spots on my temples and then down my throat. I raised my chin to allow her mouth to. He’s huge, as thick around as my arm and his head is like my fist, but the strength of his penis presses him in further. The horse, delighted that he hit his mark so quickly, starts prancing around, pumping his already formidable penis into me, and I can’t repress a moan of pleasure. I’ve been fisted before, but this is an actual, grotesquely hot penis, and the horse is now starting to pump into me as the horse prances around. The horse, needing to mount something, jumps on top of the bed with. Things started to change for me in the last 4 years when my wife started to work here in Bangalore. She had given up her job for 2 years in between but then she was never satisfied staying at home and the offer being too tempting she took up the job in a MNC company as an ADMN Manager getting a very good package. In that time I used to work and I day I was not satisfied with the way my work was going and I left the job and started to search for new job and to my bad luck I was not getting any. And no missionary position for that gal! No, she wanted it one way. What she wanted was a good stiff cock up her cunt, from behind, always from behind. You would never know it to see her strolling so coolly in her high heeled shoes through that coffeeshop, but Mrs. Robinson loved nothing better than being mounted and fucked like an a****l.I'd climb up on the bed behind her, on my knees, grab her by the hips, and slip it into her wet. She'd explode - just go wild: squirming hotly, panting and.