30-06-2019, 01:11 PM
His hips snapped sharply as he plunged and pistoned and rammed into her flesh, his thighs whacking her buttocks and thighs, his balls slapping at her cunt-lips.
"Yeh c'mon! Yeh c'mon! Yeh oh yeh oh yeh oh yeh c'mon bitch take it! Oh fuck yes fuck yes fuck yes oh uh yeh uh yeh uh yeh uh that's it c'mon whore take it c'mon you fucking bitch take my dick oh fuck oh fuck oh uh oh uh ah uh ah uh ah uh ah uh ahhhhhh!" he rasped erotically.
"Salman," she moaned, between her gasps. "Salman ... please ... fuck ... fuck my ass ... butt-fuck me! Quickly! Fuck it hard!"
It was an offer he could not possibly refuse. He slid quickly out of her cunt and, pushed her buttocks apart with his hands. Her puckered anus winked temptingly at him. Salman throbbed with pleasure.
He pushed his cock-head to her asshole. She tensed fractionally, her fingers tightening on the leading edge of the table. He paused and she relaxed with a soft moan. Her sphincter loosened.
Instantly, Salman dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her buttocks and, flexing his buttocks, slid his hips forward. His cock-head popped through into her tight rear channel.
"OHMAUHOHUHAHUHOHSUHHLMA ... uhhhh ... AHHHH uhhhhhh AHHHHHHN
uhhhh OHHHHHH!" Anuja cried out thinly, her face twisting and contorting in a savage grimace of lust.
Salman gasped as her asshole convulsed and contracted fiercely on his throbbing penis. Her buttocks trembled and her hips swayed. He groaned and slowly pushed his cock deeper into her anus, flexing his buttocks gradually.
In and in his cock went, burrowing and tunnelling into her tight rear orifice. Anuja gasped and moaned, her breath coming in shuddering, heaving sobs. His cock was incredibly hot and thick and long. It seared her asshole.
The sensation was exquisite, and the deep throb in her anus aroused her to fever pitch.
Salman began to sodomise her slowly and deeply. Gripping her buttocks, he moved his hips slowly back and forth, flexing and unflexing his firm buttocks, pushing his cock in and out of her asshole.
Anuja gasped and whimpered, her chest heaving, her head hanging between her arms, her shoulders hunched. Her breasts jiggled and swung with his thrusts. She groaned, forcing her anus back onto his long, thick penis.
Her gold necklaces dragged and scbangd noisily along the glass surface of the table top. Salman gasped, his belly sucked inward, his head flung back, his mouth open, his muscles rippling and cording with tension.
He was nearing the end now. The fires in his loins raged out of control, consuming his loins. Her anus was hot and tight and it contracted and spasmed on his penis with a feverish, undeniable hunger. He kept moving relentlessly.
"C'mon! Take it ... ohhhh uhhh yeh ... oh fuck yes ... oh fuck that's so good ... c'mon whore ... take my cock ... ohhhhhh uhhh ohhhhh uhhhh ohhhhhhhh uhh ohhhhhhh uhhh yes!" he gasped.
"Oh ma ... oh ma ... oh ma ... ohhh uhhh *hanh* ... uhhh oh ma uhhh ohhh uhh ohhh!" she whimpered, her voice heavy and hoarse, her breathing ragged.
He felt her orgasm violently, her body shuddering and stiffening and her anus convulsed frenetically on his penis. Anuja's head swam with pleasure. This was her third major orgasm and she had countless smaller ones in between.
It was too much for Salman to bear. With a shuddering gasp, he pulled out of her and masturbated violently for a few seconds. Then he groaned in relief as the heat broke from its confines and spewed from the slit in his cock-head.
Anuja gasped in pleasure as she felt the hot splash of his gunk on her buttocks and back and thighs, dribbling over her anus and down her cunt-lips.
With a soft groan, Salman squeezed his cock into her cunt. She groaned and rocked back against him, pushing her cunt down deep onto his cock. She turned her face over her shoulder.
He leaned over, his hands under her breasts, squeezing them eagerly, and kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She writhed her buttocks against him, sucking erotically on his tongue.
"Keep fucking me," she moaned thickly, her tongue darting in and out of his mouth. "Don't stop fucking me."
Behind his cameras, Avinash smiled in satisfaction. He masturbated slowly and began to orgasm as he watched his wife fornicate for his pleasure.
End of Part 15
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"Yeh c'mon! Yeh c'mon! Yeh oh yeh oh yeh oh yeh c'mon bitch take it! Oh fuck yes fuck yes fuck yes oh uh yeh uh yeh uh yeh uh that's it c'mon whore take it c'mon you fucking bitch take my dick oh fuck oh fuck oh uh oh uh ah uh ah uh ah uh ah uh ahhhhhh!" he rasped erotically.
"Salman," she moaned, between her gasps. "Salman ... please ... fuck ... fuck my ass ... butt-fuck me! Quickly! Fuck it hard!"
It was an offer he could not possibly refuse. He slid quickly out of her cunt and, pushed her buttocks apart with his hands. Her puckered anus winked temptingly at him. Salman throbbed with pleasure.
He pushed his cock-head to her asshole. She tensed fractionally, her fingers tightening on the leading edge of the table. He paused and she relaxed with a soft moan. Her sphincter loosened.
Instantly, Salman dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her buttocks and, flexing his buttocks, slid his hips forward. His cock-head popped through into her tight rear channel.
"OHMAUHOHUHAHUHOHSUHHLMA ... uhhhh ... AHHHH uhhhhhh AHHHHHHN
uhhhh OHHHHHH!" Anuja cried out thinly, her face twisting and contorting in a savage grimace of lust.
Salman gasped as her asshole convulsed and contracted fiercely on his throbbing penis. Her buttocks trembled and her hips swayed. He groaned and slowly pushed his cock deeper into her anus, flexing his buttocks gradually.
In and in his cock went, burrowing and tunnelling into her tight rear orifice. Anuja gasped and moaned, her breath coming in shuddering, heaving sobs. His cock was incredibly hot and thick and long. It seared her asshole.
The sensation was exquisite, and the deep throb in her anus aroused her to fever pitch.
Salman began to sodomise her slowly and deeply. Gripping her buttocks, he moved his hips slowly back and forth, flexing and unflexing his firm buttocks, pushing his cock in and out of her asshole.
Anuja gasped and whimpered, her chest heaving, her head hanging between her arms, her shoulders hunched. Her breasts jiggled and swung with his thrusts. She groaned, forcing her anus back onto his long, thick penis.
Her gold necklaces dragged and scbangd noisily along the glass surface of the table top. Salman gasped, his belly sucked inward, his head flung back, his mouth open, his muscles rippling and cording with tension.
He was nearing the end now. The fires in his loins raged out of control, consuming his loins. Her anus was hot and tight and it contracted and spasmed on his penis with a feverish, undeniable hunger. He kept moving relentlessly.
"C'mon! Take it ... ohhhh uhhh yeh ... oh fuck yes ... oh fuck that's so good ... c'mon whore ... take my cock ... ohhhhhh uhhh ohhhhh uhhhh ohhhhhhhh uhh ohhhhhhh uhhh yes!" he gasped.
"Oh ma ... oh ma ... oh ma ... ohhh uhhh *hanh* ... uhhh oh ma uhhh ohhh uhh ohhh!" she whimpered, her voice heavy and hoarse, her breathing ragged.
He felt her orgasm violently, her body shuddering and stiffening and her anus convulsed frenetically on his penis. Anuja's head swam with pleasure. This was her third major orgasm and she had countless smaller ones in between.
It was too much for Salman to bear. With a shuddering gasp, he pulled out of her and masturbated violently for a few seconds. Then he groaned in relief as the heat broke from its confines and spewed from the slit in his cock-head.
Anuja gasped in pleasure as she felt the hot splash of his gunk on her buttocks and back and thighs, dribbling over her anus and down her cunt-lips.
With a soft groan, Salman squeezed his cock into her cunt. She groaned and rocked back against him, pushing her cunt down deep onto his cock. She turned her face over her shoulder.
He leaned over, his hands under her breasts, squeezing them eagerly, and kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She writhed her buttocks against him, sucking erotically on his tongue.
"Keep fucking me," she moaned thickly, her tongue darting in and out of his mouth. "Don't stop fucking me."
Behind his cameras, Avinash smiled in satisfaction. He masturbated slowly and began to orgasm as he watched his wife fornicate for his pleasure.
End of Part 15
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