Yaha koi nahi ata hain chalo na, nahake chalthe hain”Me ” teek hai chalo”Pehle ajay apne kapde utar di our pani me sirf undeware me chala gaya.n...xt deepa bi apne skirt uttar di our pani me peeticoat me chali gayi…Main ne didi ke taraf dekha…woh salwar pehni thi….didi hamesh ghar me our college me bi salwar hi phentiti..wo hamesha dupatta phentiti…muje kabi bi uska fig dekh ne ka mouka hi nahi mila tha…Woh apne dupatta nikhl kar pattar me rakh di…dekhte dekhte woh apni pant bi uttar di…oh god. Why would Pratik talk to his sister like that? This must be someone else with the same namesake. She was not prepared for what she heard next. It was Himani – her and Pratik’s sister who replied:Himani: Kyu itne pasand hai tum ladko ko boobs? Wo Avi ka dhyaan bhi mere choochiyon pe hi rehta hai (Why do you boys love boobs? That Avi also keeps his attention on my boobs most of the time.)Then Rajshri slowly opened the door to take a peek. What she saw shook her to the core. Himani was relieved of. Jack's rock-hard penis strained at the entrance to her tight cuntal passage, the sensitive opening giving a little more with each movement the illicit lovers made.Then Jack pushed against her and, holding onto Carolyn's waist, he pulled himself up while pulling her beneath him. The upraised cheeks of her buttocks trembled above his cock as Carolyn was forced to assume a kneeling position in front of him."Oh!" she cried out softly, startled by this odd position. Then Jack gave a grunt behind her. I said no..... I can't hurt you the way you want me to. Then she went ballistic. She took the full force of her young little body and pushed me on the bed jumped on top of me and said yes you will you will hurt me and you will enjoy it do you undrestand daddy? thats your job now to give me the pain I need!. Ok yea she's all fucked up in the head but if thats what she wants I'm going to give it to her just the way she asked for it. My psycho little gril slut.Having been given my orders I planed.