Suri ka tarbujh jaise muh or hoto se kavita ka muh ki juban apne muh me le rakhi thi 15-20 dhakke lag chuke the or mr.suri apne pet or bhari sarir ke ...arn thak chuke the vo kavita ke sharir se utar gaye baju par let gaye jor se sanshe bhar ne lage or bole “bas beata ab nahi ho pa rah he” to kavita ne kaha bata o mai kiya karu “mr.suri bole “ apni pith dikha te huve khadi ho jav .or thodi jhuk jao kavita ne aisa hi kiya kioyn k kavita ko bhi majha aa raha tha , ab mr. Suri kavita ki gaand ki. It took a second to register what I’d done. What are you doing? Now she’s going to think your that creepy jackass that likes to get grabby. Reluctantly, I released her and stepped back as I berated myself mentally. She hadn’t protested or pulled away, but I felt like a fool. Still, it had been nice while it lasted, she was the perfect size to hold. Well, the damage was done I guess, time to go before I managed to embarrass myself. ‘It’s a little too cold out here, I’ll see you back inside.’ . I need - your cock de - eeeper. I want you to cum - uh - in my ass." I was gasping and whining as he sped up his thrusts."No!" Lisa corrected. "Not your ass. He's fucking your pussy, remember! Plunging deep into your horny little cunt. Tell your lover how much you like haveing your pussy fucked and filled with steamy cum. Tell him how much of a cum-slut you are. Tell him!" She shouted at me."Yes . . . I want . . . your cum . . . in my . . . my . . . pussy. Fill . . . me . . . with cum. Fill me!. The trouble was the only person that knew about it was Dawn. She'd had all sorts of reactions to that night. She had always compared all boys to her father and found them lacking but now she couldn't even look at anyone else. She had remembered what had happened and played with herself but it definitely wasn't the same. But mostly she felt confused about what had happened. Finally, she knew she had to tell. She walked in on her mom doing the laundry. The washer and dryer had their own little.