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,. Bhabhi ek hath se apne boobs dba rhi thi or dusre hath se apni chut me anguli dal kar hila rhi thi unki aankho se esa lag rha tha ki vo kai dino se pyasi h ye sab dekh kar mera lund bilkul tight ho chuka tha m apne lund pjame ke uper se he dabane laga …..Bhabhi ne ab speed bda thi thi or unke muhhhhhh se hole hole aaaahhhhh aaahhhhh ki aawaje aane lagi thi sayad wo jhadne wali thi ….Kuch der bad bhabhi ne light off kar di …. M bhi apne room me gya or muth mar kar so gya subhaa kari 9 bje bhabhi ne mujhe jagya or chai de m ere man me to abhi bhi rat ka sin dimag me gum rha tha mene chai pe or nhaa dho kar tv dekhne beth gya bhaya or mosi shadi ke liye nikal rhe the to mosi ne mujhse kahha ki Ajay ghar pe he rhana hum kal subhaa aa jayenge …. Or vo apni gadi se chale gaye……..Vkuch der bad bhabhi mere liye khana le kar aagye or vahi mere sath tv dekhte dekhte khana khane lagi … Kuch der bad tv me ek esa sine aa gya jise dekh kar mene tv chanal change kar diya to bhabhi ne bola kya hua. Noelle slightly turned her head to contact my eyes and gave me a sultry smile. I placed my free hand on her chin and brought her up, only to place my lips on her wet ones. I tasted my sweet juices on her lips, and we stayed like that for five minutes, our tongues intertwined with each other, while occasionally biting her bottom lip. Finally I took Noelle by the hand and brought her back inside. The apartment still felt boiling, even standing in there naked. Suddenly a flashbulb went off in my head. “Noelle, go into your bedroom and make yourself comfortable” I breathed into her ear. I felt her shiver with delight and as she walked down the long hallway, she made sure to sway her butt to catch my attention. I walked into her kitchen and opened the door to her large freezer. I spotted what I needed, grabbed them and almost ran to her bedroom door. I came into the room and from the sight, I almost dropped the tray of ice. Sprawled on the bed was Noelle who was just glowing. The lights.
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