Mai uske jagah rahta toh aapko aise yaha chord ke nahi jata meeting ke liye mummy uncle ki bate sun rahi thi bade gaur se mujhe aisa lag raha tha jais... uncle meri mummy ko bhadka rahe the aroon ke papa ke khilaf. Meri mummy bichari samajh nahi paa rahi thi ki uncle sirf unko apne taraf karne ki kosis kar rahe hai taki unka jab man aaye vo meri mummy ko chod sake. Uncle ne meri mummy se pucha mai aapko kaisa lagta hu mummy ne pucha ye kaisa sawal hai uncle ne kaha kuch galat pucha kya maine.. And the incident goes like this, I reached her apartment at 6 in the evening with a Bottle of red wine and some dark chocolates, she was expecting me and was dressed to kill. Her dressing was entirely opposite of what I was expecting, she was wearing a dark red mini skirt and a tight causal white shirt, I complimented her and entered her apartment. We chatted about some stuff and then she said that she wanted to cook something for the occasion rather than going out to hotels for which I. Toni got up and went to the bathroom to what I would later learn keep watch. Colleen then got up. Went under the blanket I was using, and spread my legs open. She unzipped my pants and pulled down my boxers and out sprang my 7 inch cock.(look I’m not going to lie I know it isn’t the biggest but for a 15 year old it wasn’t that bad.) she started by slowly licking down the base of my shaft. The feeling sent me nearly over the edge. This was the first time a girl had touched me down there. . Not in reality anyway. But, what I did do was start to think how little I really knew about Carla, who she was, where she had come from. My dad had told me that she was a model and I had accepted this pretty readily, I mean she was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on so it wasn't hard for me to imagine her modelling. But now that I knew something more about the real her, I began to wonder just what kind of model she really was. When I was sure that I had the house to myself, I.