..she had missed a few recently and the old bastard Georges had told her parents.“Oh shit” said Fallon aloud; she had left her cum filled pink pan...ies crumpled on the bench in the kitchen. God neither mum nor dad would cope with that...they still thought her a complete virgin...well they paid exorbitant fees to a private girl’s college believing that.Nothing for it but run down and get them ... she didn’t even stop to think or worry about cavorting down the stairs stunningly naked...she loved. As she watched in a trance as her grandpa pleasured her friend, she tried to sip her soda, but her mouth was not quite on the cup, and a thin stream of soda drizzled down onto her top.She squealed as the cold rivulet of watery soda fell unto the pink fabric of her top, gluing the thin fabric to her pert teen breasts, making the firm orbs appear larger than their A-cup size. Needless to say, as the wet fabric clung to her breasts, she looked like a slut at a wet t-shirt contest. When Ted looked. Mere ungli daalte hi vo ahhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhh ahhhhh karne lagi..! Usske ahhhh karte hi me usse lip kiss karne laga aur choot me fingering karne laga. Ussne mere pant par hath rakha toh mera khada huva lund pant se bahar aane ke liye tadap raha tha. Ussne meri pant ki zip kholi, mene underwear nahi paheni thi issliye mera lund jhat se bahar aa gaya.Vo usse hilane lagi. Fir 10 min tak mere hath uski choot sehla rahe the aur uss ke hath mera lund hila rahe the aur hum dono lipkiss kar rahe the!. They dumped the luggage on my berth her son touched her feet She must have been at least 50 and obviously a widow as she did not wear the trade mark vermilion on her head nor did she wear a mangal surta. She looked very much her age with graying hair no cosmetics and quite casually dressed in a loose fitting blouse and cotton sari. She was slim with drooping tear drop breasts which had long ago lost out to gravity the butts were thin and flat. The loosely wrapped saree over loose fitting low.