Helen deviously joined a second finger to her first and shoved them without mercy all the way inside. A gurgling, hitching moan broke free and even as...I raced towards the edge, I prayed that nobody had heard. I tried to stop it, tried to reign in all the passion that crashed over me like waves, but Helen sensed my struggle and cut it short. “Come for me, my little slut,” she whispered softly in my ear, then nibbled lightly right above my collarbone. Come I did. My body arched, taught like a. "It's cold down here withoutmy jeans on."Miley reaches out and takes my jeans from me, I stand in just my boy'sunderwear and girls lace socks that are kinda baggy because the socks Mileyjust took off that are a little too big for me."Here brother you need these too. These will fit you better than the onesI'm wearing now." Miley hands me a pair of her old panties. I look at herlike she is out of her mind. "Ok I see that look big brother; you can put myold panties on after you get your new dress. .. I was not going to say no so we arranged a meet the following Saturday at my place. Was a struggle the next couple of days knowing what was going to happen at the weekend. Saturday morning arrived and so did she... no fancy underwear, no short skirt, just her in a pair of jeans and a tee shirt... it made it so much more comfortable. We chatted had a coffee and decided where we would have lunch... I said that is was not lunchtime yet though... she smiled and said she knew that and that there. I am terribly hungry, kusum, let me bite your, let crush you and let me please eat you entirely.” kusuma started laughing. She seemed relaxed and in a little sensuous mood. “tell me what you do with my sisters, each time they come here.” kusuma surprised me with this question. This some one else’s pious wife was lying under me, likely to be forced into fucking, asks me describe how I make love to her sisters. I wanted to play my own game. I said, if you allow me to put my little master inside.