Mera naam soniya sehgal hai aur ye meri kahani hai. Pehle mein aap Sabko apne bare mien batati hun. Mein 18 saal ki hun aur apne chacha Chachi ke sath...is chote se gaon mein rehti hun. Mere mata pita ek Car accident mein mare gaye jab mein 12 sall kit hi. Hamare parivarMere chacha chachi ke alawa aur koi kareeb ka rishtedar nahi tha. Shuru mein mujhe gaon ke mahol mein adjust hone mein takleef hui par Samay ke sath meine samjhauta kar liya. Mein bachpan mein seher mein Ek ache flat mein pali. He took the brush from her limp hand and began to run it through her hair. He knew she had been at it for some time, her hair was like silk.He brushed for several minutes as she sat with her eyes closed and shivered occasionally. She opened her eyes and they met his in the mirror. His grin had grown wider. "What?" she asked, he slowly shook his head. She smiled herself. She was beginning to recognize this little game. They had played it before. She closed her eyes again and lost herself to the. .I decided to buy one tray purse each for myself, Adrian and Malcolm, but in three different colours, a black, a dark tan and a light tan, so that we wouldn't get them confused.I got home to find that Malcolm had nipped over to his house, so I took the opportunity to ask Sian if she thought Malcolm would prefer the black or light tan tray purse - I was going to get someone to give me the dark tan one.She decided that he would probably prefer the black one, and also mentioned that she was going. I slowly lick the head of his 7 inch penis and grasp the base of it tightly with my hand.I lick up and down his hot shaft. Then he grabs my hair and slams my head all the way down on his cock. I can feel the head of it down my throat and I moan in ecstasy. He drives his dick in and out of mouth, letting out deep throaty moans. He withdraws and says “What do you want, baby?” “I want your dick, brother.” He grabs me and throws me face down on the bed, and holds me down with one hand on my back..