As I talked in a low tone my hands rubbed her lower back. She listenedintently as my hands wandered down between her legs. Without realizing shespread...her legs further apart so I could rub oil down the inside of yourthighs.I took this as a sign she was getting as turned on as I was. I moved backup her legs and started to massage the cheeks of her ass. My hand slidunder her G-string bottoms. She seemed to relax the more I rubbed. I putmore oil on my hands and continued to tell her how he had. Yeh kahani hai mairi kam wali ki laikin yeh kam wali 18 saal ki thi kya maza aya us ko chodne ka i cant explain it was heaven man in her mast choot.Yeh baat tab ki hai jab mai gigglo nahi tha ek din ghar par koi nahi tha mai akela tha or mai us din late utha 11 ku baje,tabi door nock hua maine socha kam wali hogi or the bhi wohi but this yeh uski baiti thi maine jab usko puch tere mammi ni aye wo bolli wo beemar hai maine socha aj mouka hai is ki jawani ki khoobsoorti ka lutaf uthane ka so. Confused? You should be. Let me start at the beginning. The year was 1972. We were living in a small town in western Pennsylvania. There were three of us: Roger was 15 and Rory was 10. I was the middle c***d, and 13 years old at the time. Now that my brothers and I were older, we no longer needed a babysitter. Given the way we had always tormented babysitters in our youth, it had been a while since my parents had found anyone willing to watch us. And so when we were old enough to stay home. He knocked and she opened the door stark naked. She told him. "Come in baby, I have been waiting for you." She grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him in. He looked dazed as he stared at her naked body and those huge tits. He sat his tool box down and she pulled him to her and kissed him swapping tongues as she unbuttoned his shirt. She removed his shirt then unzipped his pants and pulled them down. She grabbed his cock and began to stroke it. She whispered "Nice cock. I love to fuck a nice.