” Mr. Deutsch slammed his entire eight inch member into my tight pussy with one desperate push. His old desk squeaked violently as he fucked me to t...e hilt. My tits swayed mercilessly while his bulbous head jammed against my cervix. I played with my hard clit, still entranced by the raw fuck video plastered on the screen. At that moment, I thought I was dreaming, but pleading not to be woken up in fear of losing such a vivid dream. His rounded fingernails left deep prints on my waist as Deutsch. Jennifer announced that she needed to take a leak and I really had no option but to assist her. We headed into the bathroom and I undid her tartan mini-skirt, let it fall to the floor before pulling down her thick black opaque tights, followed by white satin pants and leaving her alone for a few minutes privacy to carry out her business. Luckily she only needed a number-one so a quick pat down with a piece of toilet-roll and I was clear to pull up her pants and tights. Jennifer asked me to. He felt my shape and size and was satisfied. “ ” madam aapka choochiyan”,, kya hua meri choochiyon ko. “. “bahut sundar hai aapki Chhoochiyan”. I replied . “Tumne sirf choowan hai dekha kahan”.We reached the farmhouse. I opened the gate locks and said come in everybody. I locked the door. There are some fruit thieves who cross the boundary wall. I told them to check the area. After 5 minutes they came and said all clear. We went inside the house. We sometimes have party here. I brought some. As my fantasy unfolded the ride home went all too quickly, and before long I was walking home from the station with a spring in my step.As I reached the house, Julie’s car wasn’t on the drive - tut tut, they’re still out shopping, I thought - so when I went in and closed the front door behind me, I was pleasantly surprised to hear Helen’s voice.“How’s my wonderful brother-in-law?!” - her sultry, flirty Welsh lilt stopped me in my tracks.As I walked into the kitchen, Helen was standing with her.
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