Didi ke muh se mmmm mm mmm ki aawaj saf aa rahi thi.Didi ke dono hath hawa me the wo chutne ki kosis kr rahi thi pr chandan to uske hoto se chipak gya...tha. Or uske muh se chipak kr uske hoto ko pura apne muh me le kr chuse raha tha. Kafi der baar usne didi ke hotho pr se apne hoth hataye didi ke hoth lal ho gye the. Aakho se aansu aa rhe the. Fir chandan ne didi ko god me le ek gadde pr leta diya jo ki waha pr phle se hi tha. Or didi ke sweater utar di. Or didi ke chest pr hath ferne laga. Didi. She hoped beyond hope that the trek would take his head between her thighs.She opened her eyes and all she could see was the top of his head, moving downward. She saw his dark blond hair. This was something new. She'd never been with a man who had blonde hair. Maybe this was the change she needed. Maybe, just maybe, hair color didn't make any difference at all. Maybe it was the amount of care and loving that her partner showed her and hair color had no meaning at all. "Duh", she thought.As he. Jen rode Dom until he came in her pussy filling her up. Jen kissed him again and asked him if he was going to tell anyone, and Dom replied that he had fun. Jen told him that he would get more fun if he kept his mouth shut. After that they had sex one more time. Jen would go to him and have sex with Dom. Jen found new passion of having incestous relations. She started seducing more men of the family and having sex with them. She one day laid her eyes on me. One day she was talking to me about. He said just moved in from Charlotte about two months ago and lived a floor above Andrea. His friend’s name was Shelly, who was a hairdresser. The two of them were an attractive couple about our ages. ‘Did you try that wine?’ I asked him. ‘It was awesome. We’d offer you some, but …’ he said, waving an empty bottle. I asked if they smoked. They both said, ‘Sure.’ ‘What is this stuff?’ Tim asked as he took a hit. ‘Querkle,’ I said. ‘It’s pretty mellow stuff, it lasts a long time. Andrea says it.