There was nothing gentle about this man. He was going to make her pay for all the whining she'd been doing for the last 20 minutes. I could tell by he... initial gasp and the look on her face that it wasn't all pleasurable; as he continued to pound away she started to push back and meet his every thrust. The whore was really starting to enjoy herself.All the moaning these two were doing was now getting on my nerves. That is until Ann screams out, "fuck me harder Nick."Now I had a name to go along. All of a sudden I realized that this was my sister whose ass I was tanning, and not some college co-ed. I stopped and backed away, somewhat mortified. Cindy, though, wasn't finished with our little game."sister, can we sit a moment and talk about my sin?" Before I could answer, she pushed me back toward a simple dining room chair with no arms. I sat suddenly. Cindy straddled me, facing me as she pressed her hot, naked ass into my still throbbing crotch."I've had naughty thoughts, sister," she. There’s a fine line that all married men tread, that retains ones social standing with the guys down the pub. You never say that you ‘do’, but then again, you leave all the guys under the impression that you might ‘do’, if the mood took you right. Or might even do ‘do’ anyway, but you keep it strictly to yourself. Sorry girls, it’s all to do with stupid male ego. Now where was I? Oh yeah, I’d just asked George to change the subject. ‘Where you been lately anyway, Doug? You ain’t been in here. I was walking behind her seeing her back and ass wiggle as she walked around the temple. Then as we were sitting in the temple, I asked her whether she wore the saree for my sake. She nodded and said yes. I smiled and told her that almost all the people are staring at you.She replied saying I know and sometimes a woman feels happy when she’s appreciated for her beauty. I smiled and we decided to go stand in the line for the darshan. I walked behind her by placing my hand on her shoulders in a.
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