Dirty whore I thought as I watched one take a man to the rear of the old glass house. Cheap come these moments of lust around here, those blasted wome... exploiting men for all they can get. I wondered what they where doing behind there, does he just require a simple gobble in exchange for a tenner or does he want to treat her rough like a dirt that she is? Deciding my curiosity needed to be quenched more than my need for a resting place I pushed my worn body to stand, much to its disgust as it. My mom was already wet and this was obviously the first time someone did this to her(including my dad as she told me later). She had an orgasm in less than a minute. She then told me to lick her butt hole. I hated the thought for a moment but then as she turned over and revealed her beautiful backside to me all my apprehensions were gone. That sight of yesterday kept repeating in my mind as I licked her and rubbed her feminity with my fingers. She came a second time in minutes. Now I begged. Agar us drink ko cold drink ki bjaye kising drink kaha jaye to zeada acha rhay ga. Hum takreeban 3ghantay tak hotle k room me rahay jahan mehreen nay muje apnay hatho se khana b khlaya aur me nay zindgi me pehli dafa mehreen ki god me apna ser rakh kr suchay dil se pyar ka izhar kia. Me wo tha jo sirf larkion ko trap kr k unse intercorce kr dia krta tha. Mere nazdik pyar shyar kuch nhe hota tha. Me sirf sex k liay kisi b larki se friendship krta tha. Lakin mehreen se na to me nay intercorce kia. She also told me she wasn’t wearing any panties. Phil arrived and we had a glass of wine and Fiona asked him what was his favourite video. He handed me a bag and in it was a silky black pair of panties, a white thong and a black bra and said they were Amy’s. I sniffed the panties and could smell her pussy juices. I found the video and started playing it. They sat next to each other on the sofa and I sat on an armchair watching them. Fiona’s skirt had risen up and exposed her stocking tops. As.