Fir maine aaram se pajama utaar diya. Aaahhh omg! Jis gaand ko main shaam ko dekh kar jaane kya-kya soch raha tha, uske darshan itni jaldi ho jayenge,...maine socha nahi tha.Ab main bas uski gaand dekhne laga gaya. Fir wo boli-Seema: Kya hua?Main bola: Kuch nahi bhabhi.Aur fir oil gira kar main maalish karne laga. Main unke chootado, ki zor-zor se maalish karke poora maza leke daba raha tha. Maine ache se uske pairo ki maalish kari. Thodi der baad ab mujhse control nahi ho raha tha.Maine uske. She knew she was a very pretty girl, with her cute little face beautifully framed by her light brown hair and her big blue eyes staring right back at her. Her body was the stuff of dreams, she knew that, and she expected the male attention that she got. She didn’t flaunt it though, preferring instead to be modest, she was a shy girl after all. When it came to men she wasn’t the most experienced, and while she could have fucked any man she wanted she preferred sex to be special. She had slept. Aunt and her kid were there because the uncle had gone out of town due to some office work.My lust for her began a few days before this. We were on a family trip – my family and her family. Aunt and I were sitting next to each other in the car and suddenly, my arm rubbed against her arm. Contact of her skin made me feel something but I didn’t know what. During the rest of the journey, I started intentionally rubbing my arm against her and she didn’t mind at all. She was very. The look suited his muscular, yet not overly bulky frame. He sat back confidently on the plush leather seat wearing his custom tailored suit, gazing at his property. Amethyst was now fully awake on his lap. He loved to look at her, his sex slave, just 20 years old and breathtakingly beautiful. He leaned forward and curled his fingers tightly into her crimson hair at the top of her skull, first forcing her head back to passionately kiss her throat above the metal collar that she wore, his.