Sara cried out, part in pain, part in pleasure, her son was huge and stretching her to her limits maybe past. Pete drew back a little and shoved in ha...d again sinking about 9 inches into Sara. "Please hold still for just a fucking second! Holy Fuck your going to rip me into! You're fucking huge!" Sara screamed as tears ran down her checks. Pete held what he had. He had read that a woman needed time to adjust so he obeyed. He had never had a woman and the feeling was amazing. He could feel how. This is Banisa Gadida, earlier I narrated my experiences with my Mil, my wife and their lovers. This time I am going to tell a different story, off course, in Telugu and English.Many of my net friends including ladies of 50 years old complimented about my stories and asked me to put up some more stories. One lady Mrs.Nirmala from Secunderabad wrote: Your stories are super. I treat my son in law kiran as slave only. I beat him severely and make him to lick my pussy every day in front of my. InsideI saw, predictably enough, not my own clothes, but the uniform of thelocal high school. That would not have been too bad by itself, had itbeen the males uniform. It wasn't. It was the female's school uniform.While it was afternoon, it was about 3:30, so not an uncommon time tosee a girl wearing her uniform on her way home from school. My dread wasincreasing. I opened one of the other pockets of the bag and saw thatthere was a notebook in it. I reached in and picked it up. I sat down onone. She groaned loudly as her cunt was stretched more and more by my fingers.But it did not get Olivia satisfied at all. She said now she wanted my fist deep inside of her wet dripping cunt…She whimpered as I twisted my entire hand around inside her vagina and pulled it partially out stretching her; opening her up, opening her up for my full pleasure and her pain. I loved the way she was being hurt by my fist. She cried out loud in pain and I loved listening to her as she moaned in pain.I twisted.