Janne doooooo muhje….I slowly stopped the car so as focus on fingering as soon she got to know that the car has stopped, she opened the door and wen... outside and started to walk naked on the road. She was holding her pussy with pain, tears were coming out from her eyes but she was still liking it….she started to move away from car and I said jaanu don’t go far and told the stranger to bring her back till the time I find some place to park this car.He also went out to bring her back and it was a. Packing was done and we were chatting waiting for the cab to come as Kan didn’t want us to drop him to the airport. Akanksha was in the kitchen while me and Kan were in The hall. I made an excuse of feeling thirsty and told Kan that I will drink water and come. On reaching the kitchen I saw Akanksha cooking.Me: I am thirsty I need juice.She walked towards me as I was near to Th fridge and was opening the fridge when I held her saidMe: I don’t Th juice in the fridge. I want juice that’s in your. Both of their faces reddening and flushed… sweat forming on their skin. At last Dana gasped going rigid, her hand crushing his fingers, her vaginal inner walls grasping and clenching his buried cock. That sent Sam over the edge to plunge headlong into his own mind-blowing orgasm, bucking and twitching as he emptied his seed deep within her. After what seemed like hours, when the tunnel vision faded and his eyesight cleared, Sam found himself draped over Dana’s back. One hand hanging limply. I couldn’t understand what they were saying, I only heard their voices. They were talking about the incident. But I was completely mesmerised by the sight I just had of Neha. Probably because of the fear.Like an idiot, I got up (still naked), went up to Neha, hugged her tightly and gave her a kiss on her lips! Those lips were soft.. so soft ???? ????..Neha immediately pushed me away and gave me an angry look (obviously). She started shouting and scolding me. I didn’t understand a word she said..
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