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... what a beauty she is. Luckily the gurka came when I was in bathroom. 12.15pm. so whn I came out from bathroom, she has removed the nighty and she was in half hand white shirt and a long frock.She was just like an angel..... We hugged and had a deep mouth kiss like mad dog and my heart beat was very fast. First time hugging somebody else wife.......heavenly feeling... I have to hurry for want of time. I lifted her arms and smelled her arm pit which I love to do always....then immediately. G friends use to enjoy her by looking at her bathroom while she was bathing etc, we also look her daughter while she baths etc. but we all have interested in aunt Priya as because she was well maintained lady with a good figure, her breast add to her beauty the most, she is 30,28,36 in size. Actually my cock use to be erect by looking at her only. One day my luck give my side when I went to their room for giving my monthly at about 9:00am , she was wearing a night gown fully transparent from. "It is good to see you on your feet again Little Drow." He spoke softly."I have you to thank for that my King." Aihola replied.Martin shook his head. "I believe that honor goes to Tarifa. But I'll gladly take the credit if she doesn't." He joked.Tarifa and Aihola laughed softly as did Lynwe and the others nearby. Martin turned and looked at Thresian and the others. "These are..."Tarifa nodded, "King Thresian of the Northern Elves; King Anotan of the Moon Elves and King Knon of the Cave Elves.". He kept moaning harder, while I just laid in the bed with my cheeks glued on the bed in heavy breathing. I felt my cum dribbling down my legs. Mrs. Mehra continued to use her tongue on her husband's anus. He released a huge moan before filling the condom over his dick with the thick sticky white liquid. He was the worst man to ever have fucked me.I got out of the bed. He was still laid in to catch his breathe while his wife licked his anus. I grabbed Mrs Mehra by her hairs to get her out of his.
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