Anil- thik hai bhaiya me khelne jata hoonAur wo chala gayaMom-(lambi saans lete hue) hufffff ! Abhi to chod do rajaji meri fasliya tut rahi hai.Kuch a...r der tak aise dabaye rakhoge to meri rooh nikal jayegi aahhh.Aap kya keh rahe the mujhe kaat doge.Main- han (churi nikalte hue jo baju me rakhi thi)Mom(churi dekhkar darte hue chillayi)plz chod do plzz ye kya kar rahe ho.Main-chilla mat kaat nahi raha hoonChuri ko nipple pe rakhke halke se ghumane laga jisse mom ke pure sharir me karant lag. She pulled her lace top stockings on and a white thong, she put her white bodice on and tied it tightly over her bulging tits, and on her feet her high heel black shoes.She painted her face like a whore, with bright makeup and even brighter red lipstick to finish off with.She then went to the wardrobe and took out her handcuffs, which she attached to the bed and for special occasions such as this she pulled out her 9” strap on, lubed it up and placed it under the pillow.That bastard Chris. Don wondered about whomever had this peeping-tom corridor built but he didn't tell Joan of its existence, saving the secret for himself. Further exploration revealed that each wall, by the touch of a switch, became shuttered so it was no longer possible to see through it. It was possible, therefore, to look into any or all or none of the three rooms that bordered the narrow corridor.He'd had no conscious intent of spying on Julie, Joan's cute and busty fourteen-year-old sister but, after the. You're a pretty pixie, Tinkerbelle. Prettypixies love to flirt with big boys. Pretty pixies love to flirt with bigboys." And all of a sudden I couldn't wait to join the party. When the first boy asked me to dance with him, I couldn't believe how lucky Iwas. He was a big boy, and I was a pretty pixie. He asked me my name, and allI could say was, "I'm Tinkerbelle, a pretty pixie." Then I batted my eyelashes, took his hand, and danced just like a pretty pixie should. I shook mycute little pixie.