Elli’s bobbing soon replaced with a hard swallow that pulled Dave’s large meat deep into Elli’s sweet throat which milked at his cock until she ...pit it out gasping for air.“Son of a bitch,” was all Dave could say.“Hey, we discussed this before,” Elli retorted before sinking Dave’s hefty cock deep into her mouth again. The pleasure washed over Dave, the intense feeling of warmth and wetness the squeezing milking action of Elli’s throat the pure excitement of the wrongness mixed with lust. Elli. 7 hai,age 21,penis 8.5 hai, color dark hai, aaj me first time meri stories likh rha hu,agar koi galti ho to maaf krna,,aab jada bor na krte huye side stori pe aata hu,,yeh mera real stori hai….Prosh ki chachi ki stori hai chachi ka naam radhika hai,chachi ke ghor me unki 7years ka beti,sasuri,or unka pati ek sonar hai jada tor ghor se bahar rehta hai hafte me 2din ke liye aate hai ghor me or unka ek pao tuta huwa hai janom se langrake chalte haiMe bachpan se prosh ki chachi ko dkh rha hu,chachi. I remember how that cute little firm ass looked. I always wanted to just go up and either slap it or squeeze it. Once I caught her looking at herself in the mirror and squeezing her young soft tits up and together, in an effort to make them appear bigger. She caught me staring once from my bedroom doorway and she just stared back. After a moment I averted my eyes, not knowing what I should do. Here was this hot looking girl with a great body, but what do I do with it? She’s my sister for crying. Paul gave her ass a slight squeeze as she opened the door and another as they stepped inside. Carol tossed her keys on the kitchen table, and turned to Paul, a wide smile across her face. ‘Now, let me change into something more comfortable.’ ‘Must you?’ Paul said, returning the smile. ‘Don’t start. You know, I’ve always wanted to say that.’ ‘Playing along with her, Paul responded with, ‘Don’t start? Why would you want to say that?’ Carol didn’t catch on to his remark at first and started to.