"But, Daniel," she mewled into his neck. "She is ours! She is yours! You have to take her! It must be!" Sumalee," he chided, "we can't take; only she can give. I won't be forcing anyone to do anything here. Do you understand?" He emphasized his point with a much softer pat on her bare bottom and she shivered at his touch."Yes, Daniel," she nodded, released her hold and slowly slid down to the floor. He smiled and gently kissed her forehead then turned to me and took two steps bringing him. She positioned it against the opening of her pussy, then gently lowered herself onto him. She sat up, straddling him and moaned loudly as his thick manhood spread the walls of her chamber. She began to ride him slowly. James fought to keep focused, to make it last. It was hard, but he managed. She was moaning now, loudly. He didn’t realize it, but so was he. His hands on her waist held her steady as she caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Finally, he rolled over. She shifted perfectly. She too was very friendly with me.Few years later, she delivered a baby and she had come to my native again for some function. I was cleaning the terrace and adjacent to the terrace there was a window through which the entire room in second floor can be seen. While cleaning I saw the room light was suddenly switched on. I just leaned my head and saw who was that. It was Akila aunty with my few months old cousin. She had come to feed him.Few seconds later, what I saw was Akila always wears. "Oh god, oh fuck! I'm going to cum!" Oh god here I go!" And with that her orgasm filled her. Her hips shook uncontrollably with the vibrator still held against her clit. I was so mesmerized that I had failed to notice that my cock had stiffened again. A nice bulge had formed. After a minute or so my wife gathered herself, sat up and looked at me with a smile. She tossed the vibrator to me and said, "Lick it clean again. Taste my pussy." I sucked every drop of her pussy juice off the vibrator.
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