“Mmmm! I taste good!” she said gleefully.“You sure do!” I replied, resuming my hip movements.Smiling back, she leaned into my ear and whispere..., “You gonna cum for your baby girl?”Pushing her back by her shoulders, I leaned into her chest and began nibbling gently on her right nipple. “MmmmHmmm!” I mumbled into her petite puffy tits. It wasn’t long before the tingling in my balls signaled my impending orgasm. She must have sensed it too, because she asked if she could see me cum. Not wanting to. Mai udas hogyaa aur watsapp aur data off karke soo gaya. 10 min baad mera door knock hua mai utha aur khola to meri gand fat gai meri behen mere samne khadi thi.Me:- tune to bola tha ki tu nai aegi.Behen:- to kya agai, wapas chali jau.(raaat ke 1 baj rae the aur hm aur meri behen ludo set karke khelne baithe the, kareeb adhe ghante khelne ke baaad wo jiit gai aur boli ki chal abb soo kate hai. Ekk hi rajai hone ki wjah se hm dono usi me ghus kar sone lage)Behen:- dekh saaaf batau apna chuha. Then to the bathroom for a good cleaning/douche and quick rinse in the shower. Make up application consists of beard cover/concealer/ foundation, heavy black eyeliner, mascara( I can never get false eyelashes on!!). eye shadow, blush, lip liner to make my cocksucker lips look plumper than they actually are, lipstick( usually slut red) little powder to finish off. I can usually get make up done in 20 min, of course im not going for a photo shoot and a steady stream of guys will soon be rubbing. .. I would have thought looking the way she does she would have been happy.”Danielle looks like she wants to pull her hair out, or her mother’s hair out... “It’s not about the boys, mum. I’ve told you before ... I’m not interested in men. They’re all losers. All the blokes I’ve gone out with are losers, or they wouldn’t be going out with me. My sister married a loser, and she’s got loser children.”Her mother begins to react, but Daniella continues, “I’m not judging, I’m a loser too ... But I.