Jabki chachi unke lund par lagatar uthak baithak kar rhi thi. Ab chacha bhi pure jalal par aa gaye aur apni gaand utha utha kar niche se dhakke marne ...age har dhakke par chachi ke muh se seeeeee uufffff o jan aur jor se aaahhhhh or jor se chodo ki aawaj nikalane lagi. Chacha ki ungali meri chut ko buri tarha masal rhi thi aur mujhe lag rha tha main aaj mar jaungi kyo ki mujhe laga wahin mera peshab nikal jayega. Mera badan puri tarha akad gaya aur achanak meri chut ne pani chhod diya. Chachi ka. Everyone around us was busy chatting or yelling to the others around them, but from the moment we sat down Kathlyn was intent on only speaking to me. I licked my lips at one point because they were dry, and I saw her eyes follow the movement of my tongue. Cold? She offered, spreading her fleece throw-size blanket over the both of us. I smiled appreciatively, but gasped when her hand that was under the blanket was suddenly resting on my knee. I gazed at her questioneningly for a moment before my. I brought the pussy lips to my clit and pushed in the tip, them all of me. God it felt good. It was a totally new sensation. I now knew why 16 year old boys are always wanting to fuck. I was fucking this pussy and it felt so good. The warm, tight silky walls grasped my clit as I repeatedly penetrated her. Fucking another "girl" was a serious ego boost to me. Maybe Freud was right as this was one of the best feelings of my life. I continued to fuck her making squishy noises as my two inch clit. "Too late now, girls," he growled, his voice undeniably threatening, his red-face an open leer. "I don't know what I'll wind up doing with you, but we'll decide that when the time comes. Get moving, both of you! Let's go back and join the company!" Oh... oh God, Jean... !" Carol frightenedly hesitated, grasping the young blonde wife's hand."Don't be afraid, Carol!" Jean bravely pretended, taking the brunette's small hand and holding it tightly in her equally tiny one, even as her flesh began to.