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” Jennifer started to giggle as she said that.“Married? I certainly hope so, but old? I think not,” I replied. I gave in to Jennifer’s demands and left her get up and head to the shower. I waited until I heard her humming in the shower then climbed in behind her, reaching around to hold her breasts and tweak her nipples.“Stop that, you beast. I’m trying to get ready,” Jennifer said. I grinned, kissed her on the neck then backed out and let her finish.While Jennifer was finishing up, I got the coffee started then went back to shave. As I finished shaving, Jennifer came out of the shower. “Let me see. Did you get all your whiskers off?” she said as she stroked my face. I took the opportunity to stroke her hair – the hair around her pussy. “Stop. I told you we don’t have time for games this morning,” Jennifer said. “Get in the shower.”“My, my. Bossy today aren’t we?” I said with a big grin on my face.Jennifer blew a raspberry at me then went to get dressed.We finally managed to get. By that time my lund became lump coz of fear , she looked at me and said what happened ” aabhi to itna baada tha, itne si der main baith gayya, aao main ise phir se bada kar deti hun”. After saying this she pulled me on the bed and started fondling my lund , it again grew to 7” inches. I asked her if I can fulfill my long fantasy to rub My dick on her big gaand. She said that u can do whatever u want. I removed her saree and then asked her to stand against the wall so that I can see her fat gaand. When she was walking towards the wall I was countinously kneading her boobs with one of my hand in the blouse. Now she was standing with her face towards the wall , I sat down and sniffed her gaand it was smelling great, I could clearly see that she had no panties on. I Put my both hands on her gaand and started kneading it, she was also aroused by that time and moving her gaand in circular motions to tease me.she was screaming” dabaoo apni aunty ki moti mansal gaand ko jor jor se dabaoo,.
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