In the afternoon she takes lunch alongwith my family members. I always used to sit in front of her so that to see her body movements. While eating, sh... bends, at that time her tender breasts shall visible clearly in her churidar tops. She always wears churidar that too tight churidar so that to expose her body developments. During her stay in my house, santhi frequently went to my sister’s bathroom for releasing her hot yellow fluid, yes, santhi’s hot piss.Whenever santhi went to my sister’s. “De nada. I know I don’t make you come like that.”“That’s not true! Of course you do. It’s just… different.”This was starting to weird me out. I mean, make no mistake; I was relieved that I apparently wasn’t going to be killed in a love triangle gone wrong, but this just seemed off. I backed away, pulling my semi-flaccid cock slowly out of Kaity’s pussy, cum dripping from her onto the floor and from my drooping cock onto my pants.“What the fuck is going on?”He stood and faced me, his eyes. "The porch light wasn't on, the only illumination to the scene was what light slipped through the living room drapes. Even though he continued to speak in a calm, even tone, his face was a mask of pain and anguish. But in the darkness she couldn't see it."When he showed me the pictures, I swear the sound of my heart breaking almost deafened me. Literally, my ears were ringing. But as I thought about it, I felt I needed to know why. Why could you two do this to us?For the first time his calm. As a runner, my legs were athletic and lean. But what I was most proud of was my ass. I often found men following me down the street, lost in their original navigation, captivated by the sway of my full, athletic ass.I lowered my dress to my waist and slowly removed my bra, my breasts tumbling out. I could see an erection forming a tent in Don's pants. I pinched my nipples, extending them further, and pressed my breasts together. Lifting my breasts up and toward my mouth, I extended my tongue -.