And you? Come on, I'll get up.
When the men returned, they climbed onto their shelves and talked quietly. The husband slowly fell asleep. I drank more wine for courage. Feeling drunk and emboldened, I stood up, put my hand in my shorts and took the coveted cock in my hand. He immediately responded and quickly stood up, I pulled him out of his shorts and took him in my mouth. The second man was watching. At some point, I turned around and saw that the second man took out his penis and jerked it off.
We will fix this now. I'll just take off my pants.
Yes, everything is the same, but how are you?
Well, that's cool, he said.
lonerangercollections.com/mozambique/20-02-2022 So I want. Don't move, I'm on my own.
And then everything in the same spirit. Attempts to calm down, to persuade my dear, did not lead to anything good. My words had the effect of pouring gasoline on a fire. And then it was time for action. After changing into a dressing gown, feeling more confident, my dear moved from verbal battles to physical ones. At my next remark, innocent from the point of view of a sober person, she rushed to the attack. Spreading her fingers with painted nails, she aimed them at my face. Who will understand what a drunken woman has in mind? And I did not take risks, intercepted my joy and pressed her hands, clinging to them with my own.
At some point, I experienced pain, but after a second it passed and it was replaced by the same burning sensation that haunted me for probably the last ten minutes. Almost completely entering me, you first carefully, and then faster and faster began to put me on your penis. Flashes of pain were replaced by deafening bursts of languor, the itch penetrated into the very heart, squeezed my chest, and escaped through my throat. I screamed, this scream was not pain, the scream of orgasm, "Shut my mouth!", at the last moment I managed to scream out.
- You're lucky to have her.
I took it out of my mouth and she continued to hold it in her palm, as if to estimate how much it weighs without taking her eyes off him. It pulsed before her eyes and shone in the light, there was a lot of saliva on it.
“I need to see her cock. And the sooner the better! I can’t live with fantasy anymore, I want to see it!!”
I distinctly felt Sasha's points and was aware that he was fucking my wife.
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