Look at you, you’re soaking wet!”“No…” Tara struggled, but not emphatically. “I remember how much you love havin... your pussy played with, Tara.”“No….” But Tara’s hips were giving her away, making minute fuckingmotions. “Does your pussy feel good?”“No….stop…” But Tara was physically making no attempt to stopJason. “I remember how much you love being finger fucked. And I know. My mother or that black bitch as my father would always call her, had run out on us when I was just four months old. My three older brother came from my father's first marriage.Growing up I had always assumed the duties of a wife, I learned how to cook and clean by the time I was seven years old. By the time I was ten I was running our house better than any woman ever could. However, on the night of my sixteenth birthday I assumed the full duties of my father's wife and more.It was a beautiful. He turned to face her, they both moved their lips closer, she could feel his breath on her red lips as she ran her hand down his crotch, gently squeezing. He slid his hands up her legs, pressing his lips against hers; sliding his hands under her PVC skirt he pulled at her knickers while pulling her closer to him.With each breath his cock grew, he slid his fingers towards her ass, her groaning as he began to finger her while running his teeth and lips up and down her neck.She unzipped his jeans,. My pussy was burning. My hymen was broken now and some blood was dripping from my pussy.I can’t even scream because my lips were locked with Deepu’s lips and heavy tears were running on my face. Sonu hadn’t changed the position and started giving light jerking in same position. Now Deepu was kissing my boob’s nipples and caressing them. After some time I was enjoying fuck session. Sonu was now giving me big blows and heavy pumping. After 10 minutes this was my second orgasm but this time very.