Five strokes in all on each, every stroke approaching nearer to the holy of holies. Every second stroke, the Dom peered over the bench to watch the gi...rl work on my cock. ‘Still not come?’ she would say. ‘My oh my. We’ll just have to supply a little more encouragement then won’t we.’ The next five cuts ran diagonally from right to left across those cherry red, swollen labial lips. I could feel the girl’s screams on my cock, hazard only a vague guess at the pain each stroke must have caused her.. She ground her face into me, kissing me again and again. She touched my now hard cock, stroking it, checking it out. Panting now, she said, "Come in with me, no one's home: Park in the garage so no one sees your car." I knew she meant her boyfriend, but I didn't care.We scurried to her parent's bedroom, undressing along the way. She pulled back the sheets and removed her panties, tossing them aside. "I like to make love in my parent's bed. It turns me on. Wait a sec while I pee." When she left. He didn’t bother taking off his socks or t-shirt.“Okay.” Lakshmi turned her butt toward Sam. She was already breathing hard. “You don’t need a condom. Just finish outside, okay?”“Sure.” Sam climbed up on the bed behind her. “Miss me over the weekend?”“Yes.” She wiggled her round butt at him. “God, yes.”Sam lined up his dick and entered her pussy. “Are you my girlfriend, Mrs. Singh?”“Uh ... yes, Sam. I can’t ... uh believe it. But yes.”“Sweet.” Sam grabbed her hips and got himself into. .Bharuch se kok aunty ya girl chudvana chahti hon wo mail kare sab kch secrate rahega..Mera mail id he com.Fir ab jab ek bar ki palang tod chudai huinfir wo mjhse roj kisi na kisi bahane se bula ke chudvayabkarti thi.Me b usko roj chodne k khwahis liye pohnch jata tha.Hum par is kadaer chudainka bhoot savar tha k jab uska beta aata to hu sidi pe b chudai kar ke apna mann bhar lete the.Ab aage jab uski gaan marke mene kese usse puri raat bitayi or badi gaan wali jagah chudai karke uski chudai.