Dosto main punjab ka rehne wala hu aur meri didi ki shaadi delhi mein hui hai.jiju ne mujhe bhi job ke liye yahin pe bula liya tha.main unhi ke ghar m...in unke saath rehta tha,usi dooran unki badi behan pooja aur uske pati ke beech kuchh anban hui thi isiliye wo bhi wahin pe rehti thi.ab ghar mein meri didi jiju unke mumme papa main aur pooja rehte the.. Aapko pooja ke baare mein bta du wo 33 saal ki kamaal ki sexy lady hai.uske boobs 38 ke hai aur uski gaand dekh ker kai logo ne muth maari. I fucked him longer than either of the other two. I let him understand that I was liking everything he was doing and made him feel as though we could do this again sometime, alone. By this time I have lost all control and was allowing anything to happen. One of the guys asked me if I would ride him and I gladly climbed on his cock and rode him like the stallion he was. He asked me if I would suck on his neck, while he fucked me from below. I gladly layed down across his chest and started. Dasha shut her eyes tight and clenched her fists as Karl pounded her from behind. She’d been so hopeful that being pregnant would mean a reprieve from Karl’s torture, but it was only getting worse. What would he do to her once her belly began to get big? Finally it was over. Karl rechained Dasha to the wall and then let Morgan down from her dangling position and chained her next to Dasha. When he went upstairs, Morgan immediately turned to Dasha. “How long have you been here?” she asked.When. If she was then it was definitely having and effect on me, I suddenly felt uncomfortably warm as I followed her out of the front door. Chrissy and I were sitting at the bar waiting for Lorraine when her mobile telephone rang, she answered it and said ‘Hi Mum, are you on your way back?’ I watched the smile slip from her face and she turned serious as she listened. ‘No we’re at the restaurant, but it’s OK we’ll go back home…Are you sure?…OK if you are going to be that late we might as well…OK,.