Chuchiya 42 kamar 34 aur gand 48 ki he aur colour gora aur dikhne me khubsurat he ab mai kahani ko shuruat karta hu.Ek din mai aur meri maa hum dono h...mare rishte daronke yaha gaye the aur hum bike pe gaye the aur hume aate wakt deri ho gayi aur lag bhag andhea ho gaya tha un dino barish ka mausam tha aur raste me barish shuru huyi aur hum pure bhig gaye aur raste bhi sunsan tha isliye hum aage badhte rahe aur hume ek ghar dikhayi pada hum waha gaye to use baharse kundi thi fir hi hum andar. I cried out in agony as Charlie pushed more and more of his penile shaft deeper into my anal canal, I tried to beg and plead for him to remove his penis from my extremely sensitive bung hole. Charlie seemed to get off on hearing me beg and plead as he slowly and mercilessly probed my bung hole with his steel hard fuck tool. Charlie begin to slide his unyielding tool back and forth till he picked up a pace that was to his liking. Then with a vivacious Charlie went about attacking my bung hole. “That depends,” she had said, making him raise an eyebrow. “If you catch me I will.” With that Carly took off ignoring Trevor’s voice telling her to come back. After a short jog, she turned down an alley she knew was a dead end, not even knowing if he had followed her. Now she knew that he had, and he was a little angry. Her skin warmed when he started to walk towards her. “You once told me that you would chase down anyone who stole from your stand,” Carly said backing away from him,. Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet. (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, the stranger never felt obligated to honor them.Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home - not from us, our friends or any visitors. Our long time visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that.