27-06-2025, 01:54 PM
Title : garbage collector Fucked me - 3
People are climbing over there I pointed out to him the trekking people, who were climbing on the near by mountain. They could very well notice us.
I too would like to climb, if you permit he quipped with a mischievous smile.
I wanted to pull out his cock, then and there, and stuff my cunt with it. Instead, I gave him a simple meaningful look and walked ahead. I found a hideout not very far.
Behind a big rock there was a small space covered with a patch of grasses. My saree I removed, folded and spread over the grasses.
Coming behind me, he was eagerly feeding his eyes on my physique, curved out in my tight choli . I sat down. My heart was racing. He was looking at my heaving breasts. I looked up at him.
He hesitantly placed his big hand on my shoulder. That was enough for me. I caught that big hand and placed it on one of my breasts.
Taking the clue, he himself placed his other hand on my left out breast. He squeezed them and pulled me towards him. His face was so close to me. His jet black eyes were boring through mine. I closed my eyes, enjoying his eager gentle squeeze at my breasts.
He brushed his lips against mine. I opened mine a little. Then I felt his wet lips fully on mine. He pushed through my lips and entered my mouth with his big fleshy tongue.
I received it readily and sucked at it. Then he took my tongue in to his mouth and played to it with his own tongue. Eagerly I played with him.
I opened my blouse. There was no bra to interfere. I surrendered their bareness unto his open hands. He cupped their already congealed fleshness and started squeezing them as one kneading aatta to make roti.
My nipples became painfully erect and were getting mangled under his palms. Leaving my lips he took my breasts in his mouth and started sucking them and their nipples one by one. He was at them for quite sometime that it only increased my passions, evaporating my patience.
I myself downed his pants, inserted my hand into his brief and pulled out his manhood. His mottu lund sprang up in my hand like an angry snake. I was fascinated by its size.
It was like a granite piece in its hardness and color black . Its well exposed bulbous head was shining like a peeled off onion with its fish-mouth already oozing pearls of pre-cum. I smeared his pre-cum with my fingers over his cock-head. His cock impatiently stabbed at my palm.
I opened then the buttons of his shirts. His broad chest was covered with shiny black hairs. His stomach was flat.
I climbed on his lap and embraced him, entrapping his erect cock in between our bodies. I pummeled his hairy chest with my stiff nipples and jutting breasts.
He encircled me with his muscled arms, crushing me against him and fucking his cock up through the tightness of our embrace. His moving cock was spitting its oozing pre-cum at the valley of my breasts.
Tg : @hydguy1
Gmail : hydhotguy31
People are climbing over there I pointed out to him the trekking people, who were climbing on the near by mountain. They could very well notice us.
I too would like to climb, if you permit he quipped with a mischievous smile.
I wanted to pull out his cock, then and there, and stuff my cunt with it. Instead, I gave him a simple meaningful look and walked ahead. I found a hideout not very far.
Behind a big rock there was a small space covered with a patch of grasses. My saree I removed, folded and spread over the grasses.
Coming behind me, he was eagerly feeding his eyes on my physique, curved out in my tight choli . I sat down. My heart was racing. He was looking at my heaving breasts. I looked up at him.
He hesitantly placed his big hand on my shoulder. That was enough for me. I caught that big hand and placed it on one of my breasts.
Taking the clue, he himself placed his other hand on my left out breast. He squeezed them and pulled me towards him. His face was so close to me. His jet black eyes were boring through mine. I closed my eyes, enjoying his eager gentle squeeze at my breasts.
He brushed his lips against mine. I opened mine a little. Then I felt his wet lips fully on mine. He pushed through my lips and entered my mouth with his big fleshy tongue.
I received it readily and sucked at it. Then he took my tongue in to his mouth and played to it with his own tongue. Eagerly I played with him.
I opened my blouse. There was no bra to interfere. I surrendered their bareness unto his open hands. He cupped their already congealed fleshness and started squeezing them as one kneading aatta to make roti.
My nipples became painfully erect and were getting mangled under his palms. Leaving my lips he took my breasts in his mouth and started sucking them and their nipples one by one. He was at them for quite sometime that it only increased my passions, evaporating my patience.
I myself downed his pants, inserted my hand into his brief and pulled out his manhood. His mottu lund sprang up in my hand like an angry snake. I was fascinated by its size.
It was like a granite piece in its hardness and color black . Its well exposed bulbous head was shining like a peeled off onion with its fish-mouth already oozing pearls of pre-cum. I smeared his pre-cum with my fingers over his cock-head. His cock impatiently stabbed at my palm.
I opened then the buttons of his shirts. His broad chest was covered with shiny black hairs. His stomach was flat.
I climbed on his lap and embraced him, entrapping his erect cock in between our bodies. I pummeled his hairy chest with my stiff nipples and jutting breasts.
He encircled me with his muscled arms, crushing me against him and fucking his cock up through the tightness of our embrace. His moving cock was spitting its oozing pre-cum at the valley of my breasts.
Tg : @hydguy1
Gmail : hydhotguy31
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