Bt fir mre ek frnd ne muje ISS ke bre me btaea. Mne incst stories pdi bt muje lga sb fake hai bt pta ni kse mra apni behan k prati njria bdal gea. Me ...ske angon ko dekhne ki ksis krne lga.Ghar me wo jyada kapri r top pehnti hai to uski makhan jsi tangon ko niharta rehta. Didi ko ye nhi pta tha. Didi ke kapdo ki smel muje achi lagne lgi bt mje bro sis ke sex ki batein abi v fake lgti thi ek din hmre pados me ek didi ki mrg agai. Uske papa mre ppa ke ache frndz hai to unone kha k unka ghr chota. Breasts lush, body made for lusting. She is hunter, is in heat and satisfied it shall be.She materializes in shadow to find what she craves. Into the steamy bar she walks and people stop in their tracks as she walks by. Many are mesmerized by this feline creature that oozes sensuality and heat. She takes her strategic position in a dark corner to watch for prey.Her eyes scan the bar for one who will sustain her. Nothing but teeny boppers meets her intense gaze. A boy tries to hit on her, but. “I wondered when you’d ask. We have an arrangement. Things had got stale, and at the time it was either this or separate.”“So, he knows about him?”“Yes. But as long as I keep him in the loop, and not go behind his back. He’s okay.”“And that works for you?” I was astonished by her openness. I couldn’t imagine Jason and myself coming to a similar arrangement.“Oh yes,” she said, I could tell she was warming to the subject, so much that she was almost purring, “when I get home, I tell him. She flicks the lid of her pen and it drops right between your legs, She catches your eye mouthing 'Sorry' as she bends down to pick it up. Her arms squeeze her big luscious tits closer together. She can feel your eyes on her cleavage. It excites her. Her nipples are hard and tingling with a billion tiny nerve endings desperate to be pinched and twisted. She reaches down further, her face comes tantalising close to your balls. She breathes deeply and catches the faintest hint of her favourite.