Or didi vo game jo hum store main khalta tha? Kon see jab mai chuptee thee or toon mujha dhondta tha, hain wahi wali jab tum mil jatee thee to mai tum...sa larae karta tha, hain or jab mai thak jatee thee or store main he late jatee thee or tum mujha tab be marta tha or jab mai kuch nahi bolte tum mara upar bath jata tha, hain hain or kuch dar baad didi tum boltee thee uth motu tara bohat wazon hai, such didi kitna maza ata tha, wasa ab to mai mota nahi hoon. Hain ab toon chotu bohat smart ho. I kissed her deeply on the lips and then moved down her body. I kissed and caressed her beautiful stomach and then started pulling off her little shorts. As I got them down, I saw she had on the cutest little bikini underwear, and right in the center of the crotch was a giant wet spot. I leaned down and kissed it, taking in a deep breath of my first real encounter with pussy. I ran my tongue over the wet spot and then hooked my fingers into her panties. She instantly lifted her ass off the. At least I wasn't driving, I'd say, and we'd leave it at that. Anyway, this was a little strange. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. It seemed that my cock was a little sore; did I get laid last night? I'd have to wait until I saw Jill later on; If anything like that happened she'd be sure to tell me. And I'd be pissed that I couldn't remember it!! More likely, I'd jerked off before passing out.I saw Jill just after lunch that day. I asked her if she had a good time the night before; fishing. "Make me come you whore" she added as I increased my sucking of her cunt. Meg now began to add to my pain and pleasure by slapping my tits really hard, sending them flying from side to side, "Fuckin' whore" she said aloud as she continued to pump my cunt and now bruise my tits with her hard slaps. This lasted for however long I didn't know, but ended abruptly as Lynn let go of my hair, pulled away from me and in her place her husband Don had sat down. I was so lost in euphoria that I barely.