Sardar bola “ab tu kutti ban” didi boli “rakhel to bana liye kabka, ab kutti banaoge?? Kam se kam ghori hi bol dete” yeah sentence sunkar mera...lund mein dard hone laga… Didi uthi aur doggy style mein baithi, sardar bhi apna lund didi k chut mein wapas daalne gaya to slip ho gaya, phir didi haath se unka madad ki… Unka gubbaro jaisa chuchi latak rahe the, phir kuch der marne k baad didi dubara jhar gayi… Sardar bola “aajkal to bohut jharti ho tum”, didi boli “tum ho hi aisa mard”, sardar: kamar. . Jesus, baby girl, you're not new at this at all, are you?"I smiled around his cockehead and giggled in my coy girlish way, "I've been doing it Since I was fourteen. Do you like the way I suck your cock, Daddy?" Oh yeah, Jamie." He lifted me up and kissed me, breathing into my lips: "But we can't neglect our guests. Let me watch you for a little bit, okay?" I giggled, kissed him and stood up to face the other four men. "Oh my... I don't even know where to start!" I slowly strutted my stuff. THEY would get REAL MAD, and maybe even spank me. I trie it that night, but it felt good and I moaned. Mom heard me and came to see what was wrong. I told her I had a bad dream, and she told me to get down on my knees and pray to Jesus to watch over me. I did, and she kissed me and left. After that, when it started feeling good, I put my pillow over my face. I never got caught, again." Later, I would go and sit on the dock Daddy and the boys had built. I was about 12 or 13, and I would go and. About my sixth attempt to penetrate her, I push harder than before, and am gratified to feel my head finally slip in, past an extremely tight ring.Lela's hands grasp my back, her fingers digging in, as she cries out. I hold still, not sure if I should move or not. Her inner muscles start milking what little is in her, and I realize that her juices are making my schlong tingle pleasantly."Why did you stop?" She asks me after a while, and I still don’t move."I don't want to hurt you," I reply."We.