Greg spot the master of the brown mutt sitting in a chair with his mutt kneeling beside him.The master was in his mid thirties, grey beard and a scar ...n the side of his face and mutt looked like he was in his mid twenties. Tim starts talking to him about how cool the fight was and how excited he was and found out that The brown mutts master’s name is George.“George how old is it “ asks tim“oh 17 I guess “ replies george“i thought he was in his mid 20’s “ greg said with a bit of surpise in his. Mai ab roz unke sath h baate krta rehta aur vohh ghar par ikeli h hoti thi,voh mre sath apni har problem share krti thi.Ek din aunty bahut sad c baithi thi aur roo rhi thi,mne unhe rote hue dekh liya,mne jab pucha ap roo kyu rhe ho.Itna kehte h usne muje hug krliya.Mri tou yaaro nikal padi.Aunty kehta k tre uncle mujse bilkul pyar nhi krte.Hmesha kam me lge rehte hain ,mujhe bilkul tym nhi dete.Aur mne flirt krna shuru kiya.Mne kha aunty g ap fikar mat kro maj hu na.Aunty shocked ho gyi.Aur mri. With Edy’s panties pushed aside, her skirt pushed up onto her back, Trey began a more serious fuck from her rear, kneeling on the edge of the bed while holding her ass up and pounding deeper into her pussy. Edy was only too happy to match his energy, trying to push back with her ass, loving the deep fat feel of his cock moving inside her but also enjoying the jolts of electricity exploding in her loins as Trey did wonderful things with her clit. The jolts didn’t stop, a huge wave suddenly. I later found out it was her soaking wet panties that I had felt at the restaurant. All of the sudden I was aware of my hands being bound together, and I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but knew that she was serious about me keeping my silence and following her instructions, so I said nothing. After several minutes of silence, she pulled the panties out of my mouth and said "it's time for that creampie you've been wanting." I started to say, "Wait, I'm not sure...mmmff..." my words were cut.