Jab ham ghar poohnche tu bahut thak gae thee is leye jaldi sone ke leye chale gae. Lakin shaid qismat sath de rahi thee ke dobara bijlee chali gai or ...ae chuke khala ke kamre mae hi tha is leye khala phir mere pas bed per aa gai. mae nae fooran khala ka hath pakar leya jab kahala nae mujhe kuch nahi kaha tu mae sher ban geya or khala ko thura apni taraf khencha jis se wo mere qareeb ho gai.Ab position yeh thee ke khala ka hath mere hath mae or meri bahen us ke boobs se takra rahi theen. thori. Joan told them. Ernest rubbed my cock against Joans hairy pussy. He added a little lube to the tip then slid me over to her opening. She slowly sunk down on me using the back of my head as leverage. She pulled her tits into my face as she rode me. Up and down in her grasping cunt my cock pulsed its way to her dried up womb and out. Soon she was panting in my ear and she grunted then smothered my in her tits. She ground down hard taking me deep inside of her. Oooohhh. Thats nice, Joans entire. Ravi looked for rings on his finger but finds none instead finds a small Japanese looking like letter tattooed on his wrist. Ravi couldn’t stop looking at him as he waited from the lift from his fifth floor. As the stranger approached Ravi started taking deeper breaths to smell his out. “Old spice, is it?” He thought. But refrained to ask to comply to dumb conventions. The steps from his leather shoes grew louder in Ravi’s ear. He looked for the the shoes, neatly polished that it seemed. This has gone far enough.Get up and come over here." She got up off the couch and walked over to her Dad. She bent over and gave him a hug. "I'm really, really sorry, Dad." "Do you were remember when you were a little girl and you misbehaved?" he asked. She looked at him quizzically. "Yea, Dad. Why?" "Remember how you were taught your lesson?" A look came over her face that was hard to describe. She went pale and stammered,"Dad, that was.