Uska naam Rekha tha aur woh 34 saal ki thi. Uski shadi hue 10 saal hogaya tha aur woh dikhne mein kafi khoobsurat thi. Uski shakal kafi sundar this au... uska figure 34-28-36 ka hoga. Uski gand uske patle kamar pe itni sexy lagti thi ki kya bataun. Woh jab jhukh kar kaam karti thi toh mera minar, charminar ban jata tha.Mera job ka timing jyadatar 9-7 hota tha. Rekha din mein 2 baar aati thi ghar ka kam karne. Shaam ko woh jyadatar late aati thi kyunki main office se ate ate late ho jata tha.Main. A very different and great scene formed by my fantasy creating mind to get rid of the mother fucking guilt. What a shame; I could touch my sister but I could not fuck her. At times if I tried to fuck aunty Helen’s pussy and put my sister’s head on it, I simply could not look into her eyes without the guilt. Soon, I did not even need aunty Helen’s head. I could visualize my Vero’s body with a silhouette on top of it. This was much better because now I was having my fantasy sex with my sister. “You know how I love it when you come for me.” Emily banged the sides of her fists against the tile, stretching herself up on her toes. “What are you doing to me, Rich?” she wailed. “Oh, fuck! I never did this! I never came like this? What are you doing to me?” Rich smiled behind her back and shook his head slowly. What he was doing was nothing, he knew. He was just letting Emily explore the full extent of her sensuality. And, he had to admit, as attractive as she had been to him, he’d never. It was a very strong orgasm too, it shook me so hard I wasn't sure I was going to stay in my chair, and I screamed loud enough my own ears hurt afterwards. Maybe because I'd been building it up all evening, or maybe it was her. Yeah, when I was a little girl I had a phase when I was into rainbows, ponies, unicorns, pegasi, all that shit. Just like nearly every other little girl. I thought I'd outgrown that stuff, but this bioroid whore, with all of it in one sexy package, had clearly triggered.