“ Lisa is not a slut. Well maybe not like in the way you think. But mostly we don’t want to do again something painful for you. It’s not right y...u have to go out if we want to do it. It’s your home and you have right to stay without feel yourself uncomfortable.” Lisa is another thing. She likes what she does. But she does it without hurt someone except you when you discovered it. She wanted talk to you. Give her a chance. She’s still the beautiful, shy and honest best friend of you. She just. We're a family now." "I know. Thanks babe. Wanna go upstairs?" I was so sure sex would cure whatever was going on with Carter. I was sadly mistaken. Carter seemed to be in a rush. There was very little foreplay and he didn't even ask me to get him hard. I loved getting him hard. We fucked in missionary, and it lasted a good ten minutes. I didn't expect a marathon, but I expected more than ten minutes. Of all the times we have had sex, I don't think we've ever finished quicker than thirty. Suddenly you are pulled away from me, as Zack coaxes you up onto his lap. You climb aboard eagerly, grabbing his face and kissing him deeply. Your kiss is not the long, loving type that you and I share, but a frenzied, lustful face fucking with you tongues. He pulls your shirt off and devours your tits, sucking hard on each nipple as your arms lock around his head. Reaching down you grab his cock and point it upwards towards your waiting hole. ‘Yeah,’ Zack moans. ‘Get on my cock!’ I see the. Aur meri pant par haath daalne lagi. Main bi josh me aa gaya phir o boli main parkar aur chadddi nilkalti hoon. Mala aata zop yet nahi asa badbadu lagli. Nantar mi tiche ball dabale wa garam karun patkan maja lund tichya hole war cholu lagalo. Aata mala hi rahawat nahwate mi sral ticha taba ghetala wa uchalun sofywar gheun aalo yewadha nagda zalywar maja LAWADA TAPALA HOTA ti pan oli hoti mi saral saral tichya PUCCHIT maja LAWADA ghatata wa zawu laglo ti tar aata changli rangat yeun khalun.