Mere Ghr me 5log h me hu 2bhai h nd dad h jiski umar 45k karib hogi and meri mummy jo meri real story ki mukhya patra h unka age 38 hai.lekin age k hi...aab se wo lgti nhi h ki unki umr 38h aaj v wo 23-24saal ki naazuk si bhabhi lgti h unka figure 34d 28 38 h.Wo gori hai nd itna Achcha figure h Aur Jb hmlog sath me Kahi jaatew h to mene kai baar Dekha hai ki uncle log unhe dekhte rhte h nd unki mtkati Hui gaand dekh k aahe bharte hai.Kai baar to aisa v hota hai ki wo log apne lund v sehlaate h.. ”Miss Moss and Tom walked together across the road, turned into a side turning, and about five houses along turned up the pathway and got to the front door. Miss Moss took out the front door key from her handbag, opened the door and let Tom go in first and then followed him in, closing the door behind her.Miss Moss was still smiling at Tom as she pointed towards the living room and said, “We will do it in there at the dining table at the far end. Please, will you go and turn one of the chairs. My cock had begun to ooze with pre-orgasmic fluid. If this kept up, things'd be over before they began.Kneeling behind her, I slathered a film of lube onto my jutting cock, greasing it up. Then I took its hot weight in my hand, and pressed it gently against her asshole. She jumped, and for a second I thought she was going to back out. Then she relaxed, and I felt her puckered hole open slightly, grasping at my glans. "Do it," she pleaded, looking back at me and licking the full lips I'd so. She wasn’t sure of the date anymore. She tried to remember how long she had been in this hell hole. She wasn’t sure it was day or night. Only the on - off of the overhead light and the delivery of the food gave her any sense of time.The door clang sounded. Amy and her cellmates were back facing the wall. This time, it was Amy who was dragged by the hair. The hood descended. Strong arms held her in place as the jumpsuit and her bra were stripped off. It seemed only an instant before her hands.