I always had a feeling that this female was actually hornier than her two sisters. As invariably she landed up enjoying more that I could, as she was ...lways ready for a fuck. As also getting licked and sucked. But she never did it herself, I always wanted her to suck me but she just wouldn’t do that, she will 1st explode me in her & later continue her ride on my face.I also enjoyed the attention I got from her as I never had to ask her, she was always in a mood & no sooner she gets an. The silhouettes of their running bodies in the dusk often evoked a sense of heroicism in me, that sense of golden masculinity, strong, powerful, ready to conquer the world, which I myself lack. At the age of fifteen, I was thin and had a rather pale, melancholic complexion. My natural air of melancholy was often mistaken for unhappiness caused by some trouble, hence my fellow students always tried to cheer me up in vain. I knew exactly the cause of this melancholy: I was in love, not with a. Darwaza bandh karte hi mom Rakesh ke upar chadh gaye aur usko pagalo ki tarah yaha waha kiss karne lage aur lip locked kar diya.Rakesh bhi mom ke kapde utarne lage aur dono kiss karte karte nange ho gaye. Mom Rakesh ko dhakka dekar sofe pe baitha diya aur khud ghutno ke bad baith kar uski land ko chatne lage. Mom Rakesh ke lund muh mein le ke khub chusne lage.Kareeb 15-minute tak chuste rahe. Aur balls bhi choos choos kar laal kar diya. Rakesh ji aakhe bandh karke bas maja le raha tha. Ab. I didn't fault her for that, but put her hands to good use when I inserted my tongue into her twat.So, I let my fingers thrust and let my tongue dive in there somewhat shallowly. She certainly needed to quiver a bit again, but managed to stay upright. In the meantime, I feasted on her cherry as if she was her mom, but I still kept in mind who it was.I let my other hand on her butt and held her even more tightly. Considering me not even keeping a gap between my face and her cunt, she had a to.