” A tense silence falls between us. Jason looks like he wants to say something else, but he needs something from me first. Perhaps he is waiting for...me to fall on his knees, but that isn’t happening. “I just can’t wrap my head round all of this. So, I’m leaving,” I said, picking up my bag. “Ellie, you can’t leave things like this!” Jason starts, but I keep my back facing him, determined to flee. “I’ll let you know when I’m at my mom’s , ” I said as I start walking towards the hallway, but then. Chatne lage or asfak meri chuchiyoo ko masal ne laga or dababne laga mujhe maza aa raha thaa do mard mere zism se khel rahe the aahhhh umhhh shhshh uuiiii.Uufff fir maine kaha bas asfak ab chodo apni jaan ko mat tadpao or uuhhh plaass dal do yeh musalmani lund meri choot mai ishka swaad cakha do.Fir ush ne meri gheeli choot pe lund ka topa lagaaya or ek.Hi zhatke choot ko cheerta hua lund pura under gushgaya chaarr phuhr aaaahhh uuiiiii maaa uooohhh uffhh aram se mardalo ge kya asfak bola meri. Now I still had my bathrobe wrapped around my top and I know it was gently slipping down as she was slipping down as well, we were both sat on the bed cradling each other and I knew dam well I was getting turned on by her touch she was actually cradling one of my breasts in her mouth like a feeding piglet would. It felt so good I continued to let her feed as I sat there cradling and comforting her feeling her warm breath on my chest and the silent murmurs from her mouth I knew she was calming. This time I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth at night. I heard quiet moans and rustling around coming from my sister's room. As I peered through the damaged keyhole I witnessed yet another masturbation session, this one better than the last. She was sprawled out on her bed, very wet at this point as she began thrusting into her pussy with a frantic fingering motion. She was almost yelling, but trying to not be to loud so as not to wake my parents. I wasn't going to miss another.