Humne south indian food parcle kiya and ghar pe chale gye.Uss waqt 11 am baje the or muze chachi ko unke ghar me chodna bhi tha qki unka ladka 2 pm bj... school se aata hai.Hum ghar gye and brkfst kiya.Uss din chachi ne jeans and kurta pehna hua tha.Main chachi ke pass jake bhaitha gya.Chachi bhi muze chipak gyi.Maine unke gaal pe kiss kiya and unko pass me khich liya.N unko gaal pe kiss kiya.Chachi ne bhi kiss kiya and muze tight hug kiya.Fir maine unke gale me kiss krna suru kr diya and ek hath. Not long after it was Peter who groaned out how good it felt and climaxed inside her."Come on Dave it's your turn now" she begged as soon as Peter had withdrawn from her. Dave scarcely let him roll away before he took his place between her legs and thrust into her. He too enjoyed the sensation of the vibrations from inside her anus as he held still inside her vagina for a moment, but he was also savouring the delightful feeling of being inside her just after she had made love to Peter. This was. When I hit the fourth floor, I had to pause because I was out of breath.I realized that I had gained a few extra pounds on my glorious “Honeymoon” with Red and the teenaged couple with a modern view of sharing and absolutely no sense of moral values.Red was locked up in her apartment tending a nasty case of the Flu that was going around wiping out the senior citizens and a fair share of unvaccinated children whose parents had totally disregarded the flood of dire warnings issued by the. Caught me off guard with that, I busted almost instantaneously. All over the floor. She was pissed. I learned later it was customary to give them a little warning to get a napkin ready. Years later, more of a savvy sex trade veteran I helped Ellie get a job a Hispanic massage parlor/brothel. But that's another story. I was at a closed door party there once, basically an orgy. But this isn't that story either. This is the story of Dorita. Dorita was a dark skinned Brazilian, maybe 35. She looked.