Fir use jor se patak ke bed pr litaya n jor se kiss krne laga uske lips kata khoon niklane laga.Jor se boobs masal raha tha . N ek nipple ko chuste ch...ste kata wo boli aisa nahi dard hota he me bhi josh me tha bola ki wild chahiye na tuje le le sali. Fir chut ki taraf gaya balo se bhari thi use jor se kata to wo chillayi kutte kya kr raha he moan me bol rahi thi fir uske pet pr jor se mara bola chup beth sali n jor jor se chut chaatne laga wo aahe bhar rahi thi aaaaahhhaa kya moan kr rahi thi. She was very very fair with height almost 5feet5.She had great breasts and holding them was a sexy bra of which sidelines were clearly visible from outside.While walking I observed her ass mounds and believe me, she has the best ass among all of my ex-girlfriends. The jiggling movements of her ass were enough for any stud to fall for her. From the belly she was a little heavy like any other Indian woman in her early 30s.It was a great meet-up at last and we decided to meet again at their. She shivered and trembled in fear, blinking as the light hit her eyes. Herchest heaved with panic, her eyes trying to adjust, darting around wildly,a flicker of hope that this person was her rescuer. "Stay still, ya piece of shit!" came the confirmation that this was not herrescuer. Her body froze instantly. She knew the consequences of disobeying when hewas in this kind of mood. Her scars and a few broken bones taught her to obey.Obedience had been forced, then enforced, until it was second. .." Sarah groans and holds onto me tighter."If only it were that easy," Sarah complains. "You've met my family, youknow that if you don't have loads of letters after your name, you'renothing in their eyes. The only reason they let us get away with it isbecause we're only fifteen. Anyway, let's stop talking about this and letme paint your nails!" I giggle as I splay out my fingers for Sarah, whoquickly coats each nail in a dusky pink colour.I stay dressed and made-up for the rest of the.