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I could just picture my Nancy with her legs wrapped around this Simone bitch’s head telling her just how she liked it deep and hard like a man’s cock inside her feminine folds.Before I left the next morning, I made certain I had Nancy grab her ankles and take it all the way up singing a tune of surrender as I gave it to her standing up outside the pantry door.It was beginning to look like I had lost control over my cousin Nancy and I turned my full attention to finding suitable employment and screwing my newest girl’s mother from hell, the Italian widow lady with a little moustache and the most beautiful ass I had seen in quite some time.I would have to admit that I was hooked on the mother and was addicted to her fantastic ass like she was a movie actress with a fabulous following that doted on her every move that showed off her posterior perfection.I had given up on the daughter who was a fortune hunter looking for a sugar daddy and me without a job at the current time.The mother. It was still very wet.“Tumko bahot mazaa aaraha hai na? (You are enjoying it all?)”. She did not reply.I caught a bunch of her pubic hairs and pulled. She whined in pain. I replied with a slap.“Jab mein kuchh poochhoon to jawab do. (When I ask something then you reply.)”She said “ji (yes)”. I pulled her ears making her bend. I brought her face close to mine and shouted “ji kya? (Yes what?)”“Ji Malkin!”, was her reply. I slapped her hanging breasts just for the fun of it.Then I went on to explain that she will be punished every time she makes a mistake. And her biggest mistake is playing with her privates. I will punish her for it now. I make her bend forwards with her hands on my beds edge. Her legs wide apart. She was instructed to stay in the position till I released her. I left her like this and we to look for some props. I returned with her used panties, my dirty socks, a swindle of thread and a 2 liter bottle filled with water.First I made her take her tongue out. I put the.
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.Fatima obeyed, sad a s a stone. She put her shirt over her head. As she was not wearing a bra, her father saw immediately her two cute little breasts, which had the same amber color as the skin of her legs. They were surmounted by nipples of a dark color, which Mohamed began to roll between the fingers of his right hand. They had a conical shape, which pleased Mohamed. He began to stroke them with both hands. Meanwhile, Fatima noticed that her dad's cock had grown in her, that he went back and forth inside her faster, stronger. The rhythm of his breathing quickened too. Fatima thought, while crying, that her father would soon be ejaculating in her (yes, that was the word he used, ejaculate ...). But Mohamed wanted to make the pleasure last. He had not tasted the charms of a virgin since he had deflowered his wife on the night of their wedding, there, in Algeria. But his wife was sixteen at the time, almost seventeen, her deliciously developed body was very different from that of her.

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