Takriban 4 baj rahe the mausi leti thi suke jane ke bad me ne darwaja band kar ke mausi ke bagal me ja kar let gay mausi jag chuki thi kuch der leti r...hne ke bad jab mausi jane lagi tab me ne mausi se kaha mausi bethiye me aap ko ek video dikhata hu vo . Phir se let gai or mujhse kaha dikhao me ne vahi video jo unka banaya tha dikha diya mausi dekh kar dar gai or rone lagi mobail unke hath se chut kar gir gaya me ne mobail utaya or unhe chup hone ko kaha vo kuch der me chup ho gai mene unse. Anita had been looking forward to a day at the beach with friends from school for weeks. It was a hot summer’s day in Miami and instead of going to the beach party that she had planed, she was on her way to the airport to pick up her Uncle Dave, a man she hadn't seen in five years. As Anita took the 405 freeway out to Sky Harbor Airport she wonders if she would even remember what he looked like, after all she was only eleven years old when he took a job as a photo journalists for Today’s. It wasn’t a creeper at all, it was a tentacle, warm and pulsating, and by now it had wrapped itself around her calf.She realised she had to act quickly before it crept any higher. She drew her knife from her belt, and raised her arm high, preparing to lunge forward and sever the tentacle at its base. But in an instant, she felt something warm and slimy wrap itself around her forearm, anchoring it in the air. She looked up and saw another tentacle looped down out of the trees, its tip curled. She began to caress her naked legs and thighs under her skirt. ‘Oh Jodie.’ she moaned. Then Leslie lied back. She slowly pulled her skirt up. Then Leslie pushed her hand on top of her panties over her pussy. She began to grind her hand against her pussy. ‘MMMMMMMM.’ she moaned. Leslie quickly slipped off her panties. She immediately went for her pussy. She began masturbating. ‘Jodie. Fuck me Jodie.’ she moaned. She began to fantisize that Jodie was eating her pussy. She rubbed her pussy harder..