He didn’t stop fucking me though. He kept on going, panting, thrusting, sweating. ‘Did you just orgasm?’ He said. ‘How about that?’ His v...ice hoarse, his whispered words hidden amongst his panting and grunting. ‘I guess that means you like this don’t you? You like being my limp rag doll. You like being my.... sleepy... – grunt, pant – ... puppet.’ He tensed up. His face in a grimace, his muscles all tight and than with two last grunts he trusted his cum inside of me. He dropped himself on. I had a lust for her since the time I saw her in the morning. I took chance and went to her room. The room was not locked. I acted as if I am entering my friend’s room by calling his name and entered the room. Neeta had already removed all her ornaments and saree and had unhooked her blouse.She was taking the blouse off her shoulder when I entered. Listening to my voice she wore the blouse back and was shocked. I apologized her for the misunderstanding and turned around to leave. She called my. More

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