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I could see from expression of both it was heavenly. Neha was bouncing even without minding rooftop of car. Sex is a amazing thing.Neha climbed down and pulled Varun to take control. Varun put Neha fully on seat spread her legs and inserted his tool in. I was just enjoying the show . It looked to me like both of them have considered being in their cosy bedroom. Neha looked at me and sent me a flying kiss. There slow rhythm continued because of limited space.Varun was near and pulled his tool and finished in hand tissue. Lucky for me it was borrowed car. Have to return it without any suspicion.Varun asked me to get in from other door making Neha in centre. It was risky but I obliged as I was too aroused watching a live show in a busy mall. Neha pulled me in holding my collar I was so sure she enjoyed and too happy. She gave me a tight lip lock. Varun was all smiling. She held my rock hard disk and whispered in my ears I want him in right now. She started unzipping my pant and in a. " She smiles, as she reaches down and turns the vibration on. "Oh fuck!" She yells. "Without even rowing, this thing is amazing!" She cries. "Ohhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuuckk!" Maggie moans, reaching for the handles and starting a slow, jerky rowing action. "Goddamn!" She yells, as she pulls the handles and the seat slides forward. "It's... like... a fucking... battering... ram... inside... my... pussy!" She wheezes, beads of sweat popping out on her forehead and trickling down between her large tits. Christina is still thrusting her fingers into her pussy and slapping her clit. I feel sorry for her and am just about to tell her she can cum, when my attention is jolted back to Maggie."Nick!" Maggie screams. "Stop it!" She has stopped rowing and is leaning forward, gasping for air, while the sybian machine pummels her pussy. I search under her vibrating ass and find the switch, turning it off. "Help me off, Nick." Maggie cries, tears streaming down her cheeks. "What happened?" I ask, as I help.
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