He sighed. “Okay, then. Have it your way,” he said brightly, and took the gun back, pushed her hard against the couch, starting pressing himself... into her and laughing. Laughing.It hurt. It hurt. Like knives cold gun at your head. Like suffocating being strangled knives hands on your throat. Like surprise all of everything gone no way of knowing what what what. He hit her, twice, three times, more, and then there was a great darkness.Then, waking to the sleek feel of plastic against her. . he slowly pulled down my panty and dropped in onto the floor.......made me once again melt in his arms........i was feeling his hot rod on my lower part ….he then sat on his feet and start licking my wet pussy…. I could not control myself and start jumping and moaning …..eeeeeeeiiiiii …..loudly ….. then take me on the sofa....... I sat between legs and put my head on his shoulder........he softly massaged every inch of me that he could from that position......this time he asked me to sit on. Since I wasn't invited I did not participate in the planning but at one point one of her friends asked me if I thought a stripper would be in order. I quickly agreed - the thought of that was hilarious.So when the day came my wife got dressed in a nice outfit - button down shirt, unbuttoned way down and tight-fitting jeans with heels. Sexy, racy and just right for a night out with the girls. I told her I hoped she got hit on by good looking men. I kissed her and said good night.Around eleven. Ab mein uska lund uska chut k pas rakh ragadne laga tab oh boli ot mera se raha nahi ja raha a jaldi se apna didi ka chut ka seal tod ab mere se or raha nahi ja ra ta tob mein didi chut ander dalne k dhak lagaya toh mera lund pisal ne laga do tin try karne baad mujhe yaad tuk lagane ko qki mein bf mein dhek ta hoon tb tuk laga or jor se dhaka lagaya toh mera 3 inch ka lund ander gaya per didi k muh se jor se chikne awaz nikla or o boli jaldi tera lund nikal warna mein mar jahungi tab mein usko.