She felt her juices trickle down past her anus, between her perfect ass cheeks onto her bed sheets. She was almost there, a few seconds more as she pu...led out the vibrator and pressed it hard against her swollen clit.Pinching her right nipple extremely hard, she pressed the purple vibrating cock head hard against her clitty, pushing it side to side as her orgasm rushed throughout her body. She shuddered and shook all over as she moaned out loudly. In her mind, Jason was unloading his seed deep. Meri choti behen se milne aati rehti thi. Mera usse bohut pat ta tha. Choti behen ki shadi ke baad woh nahi aati thi to mera maan nahi lagta tha. Jab aati thi tab mai bahana se uska sarir touch kya karta tha. Ek month pehle meri behan aayi thi rehne ke liye to kuch din bad Payal bhi aayi. Mujhe bohut acha laga. Ekdin woh ghar pe aai to meri behan market gai thi. Ghar pe mai aur mummy the. Hum dono baat karne lage. Baat karte – karte woh puchi ki MMS kia hota hai? Maine kaha tujhe pata nahi?. At the top of the stairs and off to the left were some swing doors, and on going through was like stepping into a hospital ward except that the floor was also carpeted. You could see two beds from the doorway, and then it was curtains screening the rest. At the far end, I could see what appeared to be the showers and I presumed, the toilets. Bed number one was on the left as we went in and number twelve on the right. So it was to be girl boy girl on both sides of the dorm. The others started. She really couldn’t hurt him anyway. She still loved him. Despite his cruelty. Then, one could notice how her thoughts changed as the burden of the anger slumped her shoulders and the determined look on her face slightly drooped. As hurt and humiliation took over, her forearms were her support on the table, her lower spine curved, her head lowered, the tears rolled down her face. Why would he want to be so mean and cruel to her? How could he? She’d been a model wife to him. “I’d offer to get.