Fir jaishe mai uske upar aya maine lund ko ko uske choot me tika ke andar dhakka diya to fisal gaya usne kaha nahi jayega and to maine usko choot me 1...anguli dali fir do fir teen fir andar bahar o pagal ho gai ab maine Vaseline laga ke and karna chaha to nahi gaya fir fisla gaya fir usne khud apne ap help kari ched ke samne apne hathon se laga diya mujhse bardst nahi hua maine itna tagdha jhatka diya ki vo uchal gai aur mere kantap mar diya ayiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii uhhhh hato. It seemed like a typical English morning; chilly and damp, even though he didn’t remember it raining the night before. He hadn’t been able to sleep. He kept thinking about Hannah and the way she had looked when he had placed the tiny ring on the appropriate finger of her left hand. She had smiled, dimples forming on her cheeks. Her face was dotted with freckles left over from the summer. Her long blond hair cascaded down her shoulders. Anthony glanced at his watch. She was late. He was worried. I jumped slightly when my hand made contact with the water. It was almost uncomfortably hot."Damn! That's hot, Mom." I told you." She seemed pleased that the water temperature got my attention the way it had. "Since you are here, why don't you wash my back? "I don't want to spoil you." I said jokingly as I kneeled beside the tub. "This could become a habit." Oh, please spoil me." She placed her forearms one on top of the other from knee to knee and rested her chin on the bridge they made. She. She tried to look away, but she could not. The sight of her little sister's transformation was impossible to ignore. She now saw how the nipped in waist magnified the size of the new tits. Two male hands could easily circumvent its tiny girth. It flared out into wide and fleshy hips. They hugged a baby bare mound and cunt that lay puffed and swollen in the valley of her perfect thighs.New clouds appeared and vanished.At each clearing the once lanky teenage frame had filled out more. By now.