Maa: Nahi karungi, bas sab sach batana. Jo bhi ho.Main: Class 12 se.Maa chaokti hui boli: Class 12? Tabse? No way! Class 12 mein tum kaha se dekh liye... Tumhe to class 12th ke bad khud ka cell phone mila. Aur computer to tum Tina ka use karte the.Main muskurane laga. Jise dekh maa boli: jhoote, jhoot bolo mat batao kabse dekhte ho?Main: Sachmein. Class 12 se. Promise.Maa: Par kaise?Main: Aap didi ko please mat batana.Maa: Kya nahi bataun? Mat kahna ki uske computer mein dekha.Main: Haan, please. You feel your orgasm building. You wiggle your ass against him as he fucks you from behind. “Ohhh…Fuck me.” you say. “Uhhh, ohhh…” he moans and picks up his pace. You can tell he likes hearing you talk dirty. “Mmmmm, that’s soooo good… Ohhhhh, yeah…” you tease, and wiggle your ass some more. “Does this feel good?” he asks. He is pounding his hips against you now. Thrust after thrust drives his dick deeper and deeper into your pussy. You are dripping wet. Your body is shaking. You are. I started to pull them out, then I started to think this might be a bad idea, then I decided what the heck. I reached up to the top of the dress, and slowly pulled it down. First I uncovered one nipple, and looked at the boys faces. Both of them had their eyes glued to my chest. Then I slowly uncovered the other nipple. And again I checked out the boys. You would think they had never seen a tit before.I started thinking that this might be a bad idea again, and looked at Jim, then at Tony. I. He had taken her both the boobs in his hands and was busy in fondling and pressing her protruding boobs arrested in the bra and blouse.I went up to kitchen and called neeru. Now both of them were busy in their acts and we both were watching the sex show.She was making all sexy sounds. He inserted his hands inside her blouse and bra and was feeling the smoothness, softness and warmth of her boobs with his hand. She said “iissshhhh.” He fondled her boobs, pressed them and then squeezed them. She.