Baate karte karte mene apna ling dalkar aage pecche karne laga or bob hi chutad hila hila kar maje lene lagi mene kha shayad isliye apne aaj mere sath...ye kiya hai toh wo boli shyad par sach ye hai ki mene tumhe nahate hue hilate dekha tha tab se mere dimag tumhe seduce karne ka mann tha or mene kaha apne nahate hue kab dekha toh bo boli jab tum upper chat aaye the or naha rahe the tab. Mene kaha thik isilye apne ek baar mere samne bina kapdo aa gyi thi wo hasne lagi fir mei lagatar ruk ruk kar. Curiosity got the better of me and I found myself wondering whether this mystery person was male or a female. I assumed male in the first instance and this was verified a few weeks after I first noticed there was a spy in my midst when I noticed one day that the blind was up fully and a fairly well built man in his late 20s or early 30s was moving about inside. Seeing whether my spy (as I came to think of him) was spying, became a bit of a ritual. One day I noticed my spy was in residence but. "Open up Toilet, it's lunch time."Sierra obeyed immediately and spread her lips around her sisters hole. Krista squeezing and forcing it out grunted a soft moan and sighed as she relieved a surprisingly large shit into her sisters waiting mouth."Make sure you get it all down or no drink for you!" Teased KristaKelly was completely in shock as she watched her oldest child choke down her owns sisters excrement. For some reason she felt her sex dampening. Disgusted with herself she prepared to turn. Rocco and Chris quickly undressed as well. I saw their cocks for the first time and it gave me a warm, burning sensation between my thighs. They were both erect, with a throbbing red hue, just waiting for me to touch them. "I like it hard and a little rough, can you fellows handle that?" I quizzed them. I stooped down to my knees, and as I looked up at Rocco, I licked my lips and slipped my mouth down over the head of his cock. I began licking him all the way around, and sliding my.