“There, nice, I knew those tits would be gorgeous,” Mr. Richards said. “Now, Miss O’Shea, move between Miss Franklin’s legs. Prepare to eat....��Panting slightly, Jenn smiled at Carly. She held onto the waistband of Carly’s bikini bottoms, and tugged down. The silly bottom, with the candy corn on the crotch, slid off Carly’s legs, over her stockings and off. Jenn lifted one of Carly’s black heels off the couch, and hooked it over the top of the couch. Carly’s legs spread wide. Her slit opened,. "Miss, there ain't a one of us here that believes a word that's in them papers! We knows you, and we saw those two when they came here to cause you trouble, that time. You don't have to worry 'bout us, Miss."There was a general murmur of agreement that went around the room. As I have said before, I'm not a 'girly' girl but these rough people had me blubbering like a small child. I had to sit down. It took a few uncomfortable (the English don't show their emotions the way Americans do) minutes. I felt his big sack of balls bounce against my ass, as his dick rammed harder and harder and deeper and deeper into my butt. By this time my cock was so hard that it was leaking cum and Uncle reached down and started stroking it as he fucked me. All of a sudden Uncle gave one last thrust into my butt, cried out in ecstasy, and moaned, shoving his dick deeper than before into my butt and I felt his cum shoot deep inside of me. The warmth and gooeyness of it yielded relief to my poor assaulted. Dilpreet boli us k baad main app main intersted ho gaye main haran tha k kaha ki baat kaha tak chal rehi thi phir us nay mera lund apney mooh main lay liya main 6 9 ho gaya or choot chatney laga , maney men bana liya k is ki gand he marni hai q k meri biwi gaand kem he marwati hai muj se or is ki gaand kya kahney, is ka pati gaand nahi marta tha, main gnad chteney laga is ki too boli kya erda hai app ka main bola jo tum soch rehi ho vo boli main v yehi chati hoon q k mera pati meri gaand nahi.