You don't move, making me wait as I hold my breath and wait for the first touch, all my senses on overload from lack of sight. I gasp as the feather g...ides along my ribcage, avoiding my swollen breasts entirely as it sweeps across my tummy and leaves. I wait, you're teasing me, and I hate it. The feather is on the sole of my foot suddenly and I jump. You chuckle in masculine amusement before continuing your erotic torture. Teasing all but my breasts and aching pussy with the feather, taking. It seemed like hours as I kneel there rocking back and forth on the toys, with him fucking my ass and playing with my cock. Charles mauling my ass with his hands and playful slaps as he talks dirty to me. I think you are ready he says as he moves me onto the bed and gets behind me. I feel his head pressing into my hole as I push back. I am amazed at how easy he slides in. (much better and less painful from past experiences) We are fucking each other as we groan and he slaps my pantied covered. To aunt boli ‘ thik s ghusaya jaye to ass me horse ka 18inch ka bhi lund ghusaya jaa sakta hai , Rani ! ‘ . Didi ne uski pose me Aunt ko challenge marte hue kha ‘ aur ander ghuswa sako , to jo bologi , karungi .’Aunt ne bola ‘ to fir dekh tamasha! . Aunt ne didi ki pith par baithe hue hi ‘ didi ki gand ki pose thori aur unchi ki , didi ki chut & Unke ‘ pedu ( mountain of venus ) ko sehlaya &Unka right leg upar le jakar didi h forehead s mila diya ‘ ( iss pose me lund aur ander tak chala jata. Mighty fine day, doncha think?” she asked cheerfully. “Mighty fine, mighty fine,” the old man trailed off. She followed his gaze to her crotch where the seam and tucked up her vulva grove again. Tammi spun on her heels, her face glowing bright red, and strode purposely to her station at the cash register. When she was sure no one was watching she tugged the offending seam to its proper place. Tammi didn’t really mind old man Lane. He was harmless enough. However,.