Some violent sex, piss drinking, gangbanging, a touch of necrophilia, and a many other categories of good ole America whore sex. Be WARNED If you do n...t like please do not read.First My Grandparents; Chapter 1:My parents trusted me to an extent but they did not trust me with other people at all, especially strangers. There was no way they were going to leave their young daughter home alone while they were away on a business trip to North Carolina checking on beef cattle auctions. The fact that. Mu doodha ku dalu dalu nahi pakhaku hata nei sadhi bhitare bharti kali. Bia bala ku muthei dhari ghasili. Momi mo adaku munha kari aste aste sadhi ku khuli dele. Mu agaru pura nangla hei basithili. Momi saya aau blouse ku khuli kundhei dharili. Momi bi mote kundhei dhari doodha ku mo pati re purei dele. Kahile neaa khai jaa. Mu momi doodha ku chusi chusi khaili. Hatare momi bia bala ku dhari dalu thili. Momi hatare bi mo banda ku dhari halauthile. Mo banda maa bia ku genhiba boli khali. Rob then bend over and put his mouth on the spot where the puddle was forming and drew it up into his mouth while still massaging her body with the ice cubes.He moved his face towards hers and began kissing her, meanwhile sharing his mouthful of the delicious liquid. He then put what was left of the ice cube in his mouth and shared that with her too.Rob moved down, repositioned himself and started to work on her lovely looking slit. It had opened up up by itself and was very wet and slippery. Normally she looked good, but right now she looked 'fantastic'. Like something out of a really hot porno movie. Like Hard-On City. She turned slowly. "Hello, and welcome home," she exhaled.She was wearing a flimsy lavender teddy, semi-sheer and eager to hug and model the full, lush curves of her body. He loved garter belts and sexy stockings. Normally Trish wore pantyhose. Today she was in garters and pale violet stockings that caressed her legs all the way down to her gleaming red Fuck-Me.