Aunty meri gaand ke cheed ko apni jeeb sey chaatney lagi muje bhi maza aaney laga.aunty apna thuk sey mere gaand ke hole ke andar apni jeeb ko daala a...r mera cheed ko chatney lagi.15 minut tak aunty ne bhout hi achchi taraf se meri gaand ko chaata .Ab aunty ne pichey sey meri dono goli ko chaatney lagi muje bhout maza aa raha taa jaise main hawa mai tair raha hoon.Ab aunty chaat2 kar thak gai main bola auntyji ab bardaast nahi hota aunty boli meri bhi yahi haalat hai main bola plz aap beta naa. He was the only one who knew how she felt about Cid after an unfortunate incident when he caught her smelling one of Cid’s shirts. He never told but every time he smiled she knew he was laughing at how much she was crushing on the resident trainer. She swatted his hands playfully and strapped her gloves on. Tucking her mouthpiece behind an ear, she walked over to Cid as he was shouting at two rookies in the octagon. “Jesus Joe, stop trying to kick Rick in the head, he’s five inches taller than. He was not a strong man and could only raise her by quick jerks slowly raising her until her cunt was in his face. He then tied the rope off on the trunk of the tree and came back to Cindi to install the cunt clamps. These also had bells attached but much larger and heavier. He first locked a leg separator on her ankles opening her cunt to full view and easy access. The cunt clamps were then easily attached. With the weight of these much heavier noisemakers her cunt lips were pulled down. Henry was a really nice guy, the oldest, and Joe was a nice guy too, but I was sure he was gay. Just so many feminine traits. After I found Betty Ann fucking our landlord, the flood gates opened and she began to share some of her past with me. As I said, she was a virgin when we married, but not unaware of sex and very observant. Her father was a mean old son-of-a-bitch and hated (or seemed to) everyone including his sons and wife. Betty's mom was a nice looking slim woman that never seemed to.