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Meinne bath karni shuru ki aur batao mein uski thighs par hath rakh diya, usnne kuch nahi kaha ,mein hath phirane lagga ,tabhi wo couple uth kar challa gaya dusri class mein ,we both decided to go & see what they do .Esha frist said no but when i forced her she aggred.We saw that they kissing each other desperately. Boy was pressing boobs of the girl, & with one hand just rubbing her clit.Lardki uske buttocks dabba rahi thi. Aur donno kissing mein busy the. Tabhi lardke ne lardki ke shirt ko khola, aur uske boobs aazad ho gaye, usne bra nahi pehni thi..Wo scene dekh ke mein esha bhi excited ho gaye, esha mere aage khari thi meine use pichhe se pakar liya, aur uski neck par kiss karne lagga, mein uske boobs dabba rahha tha, aur wo apni chut ko sehla rahi thi.Mera erected lund uske chuttar ki drraro mein ghussa jaa raha tha, esha ko bhi mazza aane lagga tha, wo pehle manna kar rahe thiPar ab wo apne hips hilla kar mera lund lene ki koshish kar rahi thi.. Tabhi meinne sammne dehkha wo. ............................................................................want to know more?.
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