….Aaaaahhh……Un hone mera land ko pent k bahar se hi masal na suru kar diya tha or un hone meri t shirt bhi nikal di mujse raha nai gaya or me un...pe chad k un ko jor jor se kiss kar ne laga or un ke boobs ko bhi suck kar raha tha un ki t shirt or bhra bhi nikal di thi aunty ne muje khada kiya or meri pent nikal k mere land ko chus ne lagi…..Mene un ka track pent nikal ke un ki chut me ungli dal ke hila ne laga aynty ko bahut maja aa raha tha or vo jor jor se aahe bhar rahi. "Why are you doing this to me Damien?" Her cries sound so wonderful to my ears. Tears start to fall down Selene's face and I smile maliciously. "I want you baby." I say licking the tears off her cheek. She tries to struggle out of my hold and fails. I squeeze her wrists tighter making her cry out in pain. "Please Damien, stop. Please." She pleads with me. My smile fades as my erection grows as she begs. I stretch both hands above her head and hold her wrists with one hand while the other undoes. At that time his siter Usha again back to Srikar’s house and started abuse his brother showing some reasons. She was telling somebody gave blood to her husband so he survived. She pointed out that Srikar is not caring his brother in law’s health. Then i got angry and called her outside the house. She came outside and asked me why i called her outside. I explained her how he sacrificed his life for her and how he donated blood for her husband. She was shocked and went inside the house and hugged. I allowed his cock to slip out of my mouth and said, "Sorry, I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do next." He chuckled, "You're a keeper." Wanting to add my number to this texting cock sucking club, I asked sheepishly, still on my knees, "How do I get on this text app?" "Definitely a keeper," he chuckled, before he said, "Text this number and the phrase 'Cocksucker available 24/7'." "Okay," I said, as he handed me an embossed business card containing nothing but the letters 'C.S.' and a phone.