Didi bina kuch bole lund ko chatne lagi..Mujhe to jaise current laga..Mujhe maza bahut aaraha tha, aur mere mu se aaahh aaahh ki awaz aa rahi thi..Mai... dekha ki didi ki pink aur soft zuban mere lund pe ghum rahi thi.. Phir didi ne mere goliyo ko latakte dekha aur apne mu main leliya.. Didi zor zor se chus rahi thi aur kat bhi rahi thi..Dard hoo raha tha aur maza bhi aaraha tha.. Phir didi ne kahaBhaijan maza aaraha hai…Me: haa meri pyari didi tum bahut acha chusti hoo..Tabhi maine meri goliyo. Our bodies were lean and supple.Sex is a dance, and we were well-suited. Over the previous twelve hours we had become relaxed and familiar partners. Tyler’s rhythmic undulations in my lap were the opening movements of a fresh, eroticism, and we would dance our dance as well as any lovers have. There was magic between Tyler and me, magic between our bodies in the way they fit and in the way we moved.I felt over his body as he moved – over his back and sides and legs. I grabbed onto the muscles. "Ohhhhhhhhh, that's nice, really nice." she muttered as Leo's tongue lapped at her clitoris.As Leo slid upwards, Katie reached for his cock and guided it back inside her. I was now only inches from them, and with Katie's thighs spread wide, I had a perfect view of Leo's cock sliding back and forth. It was shiny and slick from her juices, her stretched lips hugging every little contour of his shaft. Katie's lips were now puffy and pink as she pushed upwards to meet his every thrust."Having fun?". I will kick a brat in the balls. Jenny won't. For all the good it did, I bore witness and took down names.I was always prepared to help meat out justice, but Phil and Jenny are far more tolerant and forgiving. They take a boys-will-be-boys attitude, and boys need guidance not discipline. I can still hear their bullshit as though fresh from a bull's ass ten years later:We are not here to lead; we only guide.If boys earn discipline, adults have failed.Boys are never bad, simply misguided.Show me.