There was a pause while Myna changed the position of her hands and then she was pushing the plunger of the deep syringe, causing the still warm urine ...o gush in a thick stream deep into me. The jet broke against the hard knob of my prostate and I threw my head back, gasping through gritted teeth at the powerful, stimulating sensation. It was incredibly pleasurable feeling that stream flooding into me but just knowing that it was Myna’s golden nectar filling my ass made it exciting beyond. To mene maa ko awaj di ke maa mujhe help cahaiye table pakdne me to maa aayi or table pakad ke khasi ho gayi . ( or ha dosto mene is time shorts pehen hue the or ansar kuch nahi pehna tha) . Fir me maa ke bobe upar se dekh raha tha to is karan se mera lund khana ho gaya or maa ke face ke samne aagaya to maa me muh ghuma liya but fir bhi vo redo najar se mera lund dekh rahi thi .In sab plan ke baad bhi mujhe koi reaction nahi mila maa se to mene final plan banaya . Ek din maa nana ke gayi hue. I start thrusting in and out of her cunt. Without warming up to it. Without a care in the world for how she feels. I take what I want. Use her as my fuck doll. I’m careful not to hurt her, not to go too far, but my pace is savage. Blasting into her, rattling the locker behind her.Her pussy clenches onto my shaft, sucking on me, like it doesn’t want to let me escape. I have no doubt Torie would be vehemently objecting to all of this, screaming, pushing me away at all cost. But her cunt says. Her denim shorts were unzipped, and her skin-tight shirt was pulled down to reveal her left tit. One hand was underneath her panties, and another was massaging her breast. When she met my eyes, she froze in fear. Her face went as white as a ghost. I got a good look at her. She was a mildly attractive girl, my sister: nice hips, better-than-decent tits, if her ass was somewhat lacking. Her brown, wavy hair, though usually done up in a ponytail, now hung down naturally. I wasn’t turned on by the.