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I had tucked my pallu in my waist and my waist and half of my navel was left exposed for Ramakant to feast upon.Madam – Rama jaldi measurement le lo ghar ka bahut kaam baki hai.Ramakant – Ji Madamji bas 5 minute ki to baat hai.Then he took out his measuring tape and took down the measurment. He did not miss a chance to grab my boobs a bit and he even touched my nipples realising that I did not wear a bra and he knew that my husband was away and he tried to take some advantage of the. I could not stop myself from ogling at her. She didn’t look beautiful she looked sexy, bootilicious , amazing. There was no love just lust in the air and we were crazily driven by it. And that’s what it had to be or we wouldn’t have been together tonight. Looking good cowboy” Thank you, and you look ravishing” Gave the chocolates to her, then we went to have dinner. There was soup, noodles and salad for dinner. We weren’t hungry, dinner was a formality. The only thing we were hungry for is, she. And just as fast as the whirlwind picked up, it vanished. The girl breathed heavily; bewildered by what had just happened when she heard a faint sound in the total silence. It was a drum, or at least it began like a drum. As it drew closer the sound grew, vibrating the ground with each beat. That’s when the young woman realized, it wasn’t a drum but footsteps of some gigantic creature. It grew and grew, the timing of each step matching the rhythm of her pounding heart. She looked up, glancing. I thought it was over. After shooting a fresh wad of cum deep into me, Thomas used both his hands to pull me up towards his face. I knee-walked, dragging my sensitive pussy up his belly and beyond his chest. My knees were at his ears. A tongue darted out and grazed my damp pussy-lips. I came down a bit and he tongued me deeper. When he started to move his face side to side, widening his circles, I went even closer. Thomas knew my clit was still tender, so he caressed it carefully. “That is.
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