Kya bataon… Bataoo beta ammi na kaha, aunty woh main na bra nahi pahnee hua na aur kameez touch hote hai nipplez sai woh erect ho gayee hain, tou ul...aan hote hai, ammi na kaaha ooh haan kabhi kabhi hota hai, haan lakin sara qasoor kameez ka he nahi umer ka bhe hai, aunty aap bhe na, shabbo sharmayee, haan per umer aap ki koon see bohat zayada ho gaye hai, aray jawan baachey hain meray aami na kaha, tou bhe kya aap 35 sai aik din bhe zayada ki nahi lagteen, tum na tou aik dum he 7/8 saal kam ker. .. ?" I began hesitantly."Call me Lord or m'Lord, slut." Nodding, I began again."M'Lord, who all will be present during the piercing?"As I switched feet, you looked at me studiously. "What concern is that of yours, slut?" I shrugged, not really knowing the answer to that question."Don't shrug, slut. Give me a real answer." I heard you softly groan as I worked the soreness out of the arch of your foot."Well, m'Lord, I'm not sure if I could withstand being exposed to too many strangers. I know I. He looked at her hips shaking from side to side as he ploughed his fingers in and out of her vagina and knew it was time. His own climax was close as he gripped both her hips, leaned forward and began to tongue the fresh juices of tasty little quim. She spread her legs as wide as she could relying on his strength to hold her as she attempted to give him full access to her slit. He worked his way along the length of her outer lips before he pushed his tongue inside and licked her vaginal. Lynn was down the hall sitting on the floor. I walked towards her. As I approached she saw me and turned away. I sat next to her and sat quietly as I heard the sounds coming from Gwen and Bill’s room. They were obviously making love. There was a large amount of talking. It was muffled through the thick door, but it was talking and it was soft and intimate.“They are making a baby. I don’t know if she can catch, but if she could that is what they would be doing. I was talking to Gwen at their.