Needless to say, that too turned him on no end. Also, the other reason I don’t wear knickers is the fact that I suffer from what my doctor diagnosed...as excessive vaginal lubrication and my crutch sweats as well. So, I find it much more comfortable to go without underwear’.‘There, I’ve told you my secrets what about yours? When did you start losing you libido, or has it gone to sleep? As from what I saw this afternoon, there could be an awakening’, she smiled. ‘Well Susan, if we are being honest. Whereas before stood perfection now all she sees is a whore with a fresh fruit salad rammed into her sluttish cunt; sort of like Carmen Miranda with her headpiece in the wrong place. There were a lot of exceedingly dreary words after that, like 'existential crisis' and 'soul destroying' and 'desolation of trust' and so on and so forth. Truth be told, I may have nodded off and it's just possible I dreamt everything because I have been having some rather wild and vivid dreams lately. Now, I had. Mera 7 inch ka mota lund dekh didi bohut khush thi. Aur woh bhi jaldi se apna salwar kameez utaar kar bra aur chaddi main baith gayi.Didi ko maine yeh dare diya tha ki mujhe unka used bra aur chaddi chahiye. Aur unhone ne waisa hi kiya. Jab didi ne apna blue color ka bra utaara, unke mote mote dudh ekdam jump karke bahar aaye. Aur unhone mujhe woh bra diya aur bola, “Jaa karle, jo karna ho.” Woh ye bhi boli, “Jo karega mere samne kar.”Maine bhi josh main apna lund bahar nikaala aur unke bra se. He was so close he was brushing my back with his chest, without saying a word but with his eyes intently staring into mine he reached his arms around me and cupped my breasts, squeezing my hard nipples through my top he dropped his mouth to my neck and ran his tongue up towards my ear. before I could react he pushed me up against the coffee machine grinding his cock into my buttocks, my pulse went crazy, me heart threatening to jump out of my chest, my pussy grew moister, hotter as he ground.