Mere birthday ka yahi perfect gift hai, ki aaj Mai teri gaand maarunga.Maa: Nahi Elias, maine kabhi gaand me nahi liya hai. Aur waise bhi tumhara lund...bahut bada hai. Mai isko apni gaand me nahi jhel paungi. Elias (ek thappad maarte hue): Meri raand, ab aadat daal le iski. Aaj se tere teeno hole mere liye hi hai.Aisa bol kar wo Maa ki gaand ke ched ko chaatne laga. Thodi der me Maa bhi apni gaand uchaal-uchaal kar uska saath dene lagi.Maa: Ahhh.. yesss.. chaato Elias, bahut maza aa raha hai.. "Oh Gloria, it feels so good, don't stop", she breathed huskily into mymouth. I had no intention of stopping. My hand crept back to the areabeneath her massive breasts, they felt so heavy, warm, soft. I massgedthem, feeling the weight of the right one as it nestled into my palm. Myhand strayed upward, my palm now just grazing her nipple, it was erectand felt like a large rubbery g****. I grasped it gently between myfingers, tweaking it. Sister Anne moaned, her legs opened and closed asI. Still groggy from the fog of sleep, I assumed that the departing car meant that Gwen's father and mother had left for work - they taught at a nearby university - and that by now Chelsea, their fourteen year old daughter, had also departed for a day at middle school.The early morning silence allowed me to ponder the course of events that had taken place since my arrival at the house not twenty-four hours earlier. It was winter break of my sophomore year in college, and my friend Gwen had invited. I held her right knee up near my left breast. In this position I was able to lower my sticky vulva onto hers. Just before my clit made contact, we both pulled our pussy lips open. With my left hand on her right knee and my right hand behind me holding her left thigh, I rocked back and forth. We were both quite wet and rubbing my pussy against hers like this was heavenly.The boys were happy just to watch for about five minutes as I rubbed my vulva against hers. Sometimes I changed the action,.