Chhoti si kasi huyi mazedaar rasedaar choot ke hole me lund kaise ghsta… Lekin jaise hi ek halka sa jhatka maara wo chinhuk uthi kyonki uski kasi hu... choot me mera mota lund zara sa ghus gaya tha. “hhhhhmmmmmmm…. “. Wo behad masti aa gayi mere lund ko apni choot me pakar aur neeche se choot dhakane lagi taki poora lund choot me ghus jaaye. Lekin jab tak mein nahi dhakaoon kaise jaayega ander. Uske tane huye kadak nipples chooste huye haule se fir ek zor ka dhakka diya aur is baar ke dhakke se. My youngest sister, Priscilla, just turned eighteen last week. She was often described as cute but I knew she was more than that. With long, dark hair, she had a high, rounded forehead and huge violet eyes. Her nose was straight with just a hint of a tilt at the end. Her lips were full, appearing if she had a pout. She wasn't tall but she made up for it with a seamless, defined ass that was to-die-for. She looked like one of those young lingerie models but with a small, well-rounded booty that. But only in one area. She gave him a sexy once over and then a huge grin. ‘Well of course! Feeding my habit, ya know.’ Then she winked and kept walking towards him. She put down the bags to greet him and he welcomed her in a warm embrace. He looked deep in her eyes and said in his low husky voice that always drove her wild, ‘Good to see you, Summer.’ ‘Great to see you, Dan.’ ‘How have you been?’ ‘What are you up to?’ They simultaneously asked. They sat on that bench for about an hour just. It had become clear that they were a package deal. I wanted her, but could I really bring myself to do it? I hadn't thought of being with another man in years - many years. I was a little disturbed at first. I think she could tell. She went on to explain that she and her husband liked to share men, and they both enjoyed the watching and the joining in. She also said that it was fine if I wasn't into guy on guy play. She told me that her husband didn't mind just sharing and watching, as long as.