Their lips met for the first time on the bed (though they had kissed while they were dancing earlier). “What are you doing?” I asked her. My desi It felt so large in my hand that my own cock felt inadequate at the touch. She wanted more and more and he was only too eager to meet her every sexual demand.Her cunt was now red with his meaty thrusts. I heard myself say. Please send your replies to [email protected]There was nothing I could do other than stand outside. But all he did was gave his tongue and he was going to make her work for her pleasure. For the first time I was holding another man’s junk in my hand and that too to insert it into my bride’s waiting vagina.I pulled his cock towards Neelam’s pussy. Tired or not, drained or not, exhausted or not. Sperm that would flow into her womb, I was worried.With a final grunt, he released his cum into her.He withdrew his spent torpedo. My poor bride would be sore for a whole week
