Phufa ji ne kafi manane ki koshish ki par wo nahi mani aur sone ka natak karne lagi mei bhi unke pas hi alag bistar par soti thi so mujhe sab kuch saa... dikhai de raha tha aur mera pehli baar aisa anubhaw tha to mujhe kafi maza aa raha tha light off yhi phir bhi kamre mei halki roshni tg kuch dikh raha tha to jab bua ji nahi mani ab phufa jii unhe pyaar kerne lage umke hothon ko kiss karne lage aur wo apne aapko churane koshish karneLagi phir phoofa ji unke upar baith gaye aur unke lips ko jor. Teller’s face. I told them how the MILF lost all control, fucking me, cumming so hard.“She said it had been so long since she came on a dick,” I told them.“Mom?” Lana’s voice trembled. “Are you and Dad... ?”“We’re having ... issues,” she admitted. “For some time.”“Oh,” Lana said, squirming.I told them how my cock vanished at sunrise, then how it reappeared in the middle of Truth or Dare when the sun set. That was why I fled, racing upstairs and right into the arms of Mrs. Teller. She. I chatted away about school and classes -- and she got closer.We moved aside so the others could pass. When she was about five feet away she shifted her look upwards and locked onto Bob's eyes. She licked her lips slowly, winked at him and gave her hips a few extra twitches as she walked by.Bob didn't know what to do. Damn males and their little heads! We stopped, wheeled around and watched her walk away.Suddenly she stopped too, turned around and started back towards us. She stopped about. I was blindfolded and helped off the platform. We drove in silence to number sixes house. I could not have ever conceived of what would transpire. I was laid over a round wooden barrel. My hands tightly tied. My legs were pulled apart just to the point of pain and tightly bound.My butt cheeks pulled apart as I was laid over the barrel. My puckered pink anus was fully exposed as well as my tight little pussy. I heard low murmuring voices so I knew more than number six was there. My cheeks burned.