Ek din subhash ne kaha ki yar ab muth marne me maja nahi ata kuch naya kartey hai.Maine kaha yar mujhe bhi maja nahi ata bolo kya karenge usni kaha ya... ek kam karte hai tu mera lund leke apni hath se mera muth mar aur mai tera martahun mai ok bolke uska lundh hath me leke lund ko age piche karne laga aur wo mera leke karne laga.Kuch dear aisa karneke badh jab hum dono garam ho gayen tho usne niche baitke mera lund apni muh me leke choosne laga mai hairan hoke bolne laga yar ye tuh kya karraha. I also learned that it was fun to share my new found joy with others, and so began my adventures as an exhibitionist. I started with my sister, calling her into my room as I lay naked on my bed stroking my stiff little cock.. When she opened the door and walked in my room the look on her face was something to see. At first she tried to look away but quickly her eyes returned to the object of my pleasure as she watched me slowly stroking my left hand up and down on my shaft. I enjoyed putting on. Slowly she started to finger fuck me, and it felt so good. She then added a third finger, really spreading me open. This went on for a few minutes, and then she stopped. She showed me the bottle of cognac again, and then she got the bottle of lube and started to rub lube on the bottle. Again, she squeezed a big glob of it on her fingers and rubbed them on my hole to get me nice and wet. Then she took the wide end of the bottle and pressed it against my hole, beginning to push it in. This was. He told me he was lonely without my mother and only wanted to cuddle. I didn't think it was right but, as I say, we were close and I didn't think he'd do anything else. I drifted off to sleep again but was woken by him fondling my boobs. I told him to stop but he told me there was no harm in it and not to fuss. I argued with him and then tried to push him away. He's a big man." She gave the ghost of a smile. "I take after my mother. So that didn't do any good so I tried scratching his face. He.