Subha jab office ka kam khatam kiya tou raghni ne phone kiya mein apka wait kar rahi hoo ap ajaw. mein kapdey perfume laga ke uske flat pe pohnch jais... he bell ki auntie ne darwaza khola kya bata woon dostoon blue colour top aur short jeans mein auntie kya qayamat lag rahi the deep cut top mera lund tou auntie ko dekhte he khada hogaya andar ake auntie ko dekhne laga mein sofe pe betha aur auntie tang leke aye jaise he wo thoda jhuki meri nazar uske choochoon pe padiAur haath se juice ka glass. Usne mere gal par dheere se kat liya men boli please chehre par koi nishan na dena. Neeche chahe to chhuriyan chala do. Wo bola meri jan chhurina nahi chalani ek chhota sa Bam dalna he. Ye kah kar wo mere upper let gaya, or mera sharir apne sharir se ragadne laga mujhe ab bahut maza aa raha tha uska sakht lauda.. Meri …choot par ragad kha raha tha wo kafi bada tha usne kuchh neeche ho kar kuchh apna sharir mod kar meri danyi chunchi chatni suru kar di apne danyi hath se meri banyi chunchi pakd. The other girl Brenda (me), looks younger than her sister. She is younger. Sharon is eighteen, and as I a.m. only fifteen. Her (my) hair is quite a bit longer than her sister's, falling in thick waves to her shoulders. The damp air has made her hair complete in its unmanageable curliness. Presently, her mop is pulled back from falling in her face by her pink hair ribbon, which loosely gathers her hair back into an informal loose ponytail, that is resting on her left shoulder. Brenda is. I could hear Mom gargle and then she swallowed and again showed him her mouth but this time it was empty. She scooped up what had escaped her mouth with her fingers and sucked them clean. She smiled up at him. OK, clean my prick. Suck it clean, Slut. Mom put him back in her mouth and cleaned his spent manhood. I bet now you would like me to eat that whore pussy of yours. Tell me what a slut you are. Tell me to eat your cunt. Beg me to eat you out. Still on her knees, Mom said, Yes, Im a dirty.