As soon as his fingers felt the warm flesh, he heard her moan and sigh. “Mona, take your dress off. Bhabhi xxx Could you bring us a beer each please?” Without a word, a few seconds later, Mona appeared from the kitchen armed with two cold beer bottles. Another big argument with his wife, Mona. Yes! You’re in for a treat!” John seemed to be calling all the shots now and this was fine with Harry. Harry sat and watched dumbly as Mona stared back at him, almost awaiting instructions. Let’s go!” Neither Harry or John were completely sure what had happened as they walked in to John’s house ten minutes later. Give her a good old feel-up. Let’s cum together, man.” he cried as he pointed his tool towards Mona’s face and began tugging his foreskin back and forth rapidly.
