She certainly didn’t look like a reporter – she looked like she was out for a good time. I’m certain that, at this point, I come across as a cal...lus, deranged and thoroughly confused individual – Frankly, you wouldn’t be too far off the mark. I’m male. We are not as stable as people like to think. Trust me. The evening progressed in a pleasant manner. Paige, from the start, was very nervous, and I was having a great deal of fun irritating her. I have great respect for the media, but I am also. . Iska sparsh muje q achha lag rha h mere ander ki agg bhadka rha h ab shyad rhi ag isne normal or muje shant kar sakti h qki ab amit m dum nhi rha or na hi wo yha rhte h to muje ab isi ka shara h .Or aunty bhi apni nighty utar k kambal m ghus jati h or mera muhhh apne chucho m dba ti h m to jese jannat m tha tbhi aunty mere lund ko hath me leke meri muth marti h or mera ek bar pani nikal deti h wo phli bar mera pani nikla tha or fer mere upar a jati or apni chut mere muh pe rakhti h or mera. She took her right hand and reached under, softly grabbing my hard shaft and pressed it hard against her opening, spreading her labia as her juices mixed with the suds. My swollen cock head was sliding across her wet opening, just touching her erect clit on each forward pass. “God Ronnie, that is really getting me hot.” She panted as we picked up the speed slightly and she pressed my cock harder into her. Suddenly she arched her back a bit farther which changed the angle. She was moaning uncontrollably pressed my head deeper between her thighs and held it there with her juicy thighs. After some tongue to pussy action she came with a shudder. I lapped up all her pussy juices and kissed her hard making her taste her own pussy.I started fucking her again in missionary and started ramming her hard. By regular fucking with Aksha, I had improved my stamina and started lasting really long. Dammy kept moaning loudly, “chod saale apne mote lund se”, “randi bana de mujhe.