"We were back in swing about as soon as we hit the halls on the fifth. Classes all day. Basketball after school. Homework at night. On Saturday there ...ere twelve of us in the attic studying. We played two hours before almost every varsity game, which meant one or two games a week. Half of them were away. Sometimes we'd have a week with three games, but there were also a few weeks we only had one. Not every school the varsity played had enough kids to have a JV team, too. Just like our school. Strapping me tightly to it, hands cuffed behind me, straps around my chest, belly and thighs. I was right at the end of the king sized bed.As I sat there, the doorbell rang, and she went off to answer it, even dressed in next to nothing. Bringing her new lover to the bedroom as her cuck-slut watched, she enjoyed kissing and making out with her new, well hung stud, stripping him in front of her cuck-slut."Look how big his cock is, slut! So much bigger than your little dick! OOOOOOOHHHHHH, he's. He couldn’t help but notice tara’s breast as they rose and fall with her breath. Rahul was having a great view of tara’s breasts down her top. She was wearing a pink top and a black skirt that reached till her knees. Yet she looked incredibly hot in that dress. She had tied her long black hair in a bun. A little sindoor adorned her forehead. In her wrists were a lot of colorful bangles, a look of a married Indian lady. She wore high heels as she had done since teenage. Rahul placed his hand on. To mummy ne pucha sharmao mat mein tumhari friend hoon bolo. Azaz ne bola ki aapki chut ko kiss karna chata hoon.Mummy be has kar bola ki yeh bhi koi puchne ki baat hai. Aaj se mein tumhari malkin nahi rakhel hoon.Jab caho tum mujhe chod sakte ho or meri chut bhi chat sakte ho.tumhare sethji ne mujhe koi sukh nahi diya siwa paiso.Yeh sunkar Azaz bahut kuush hua.Wo jaan gaya tha ki meri mummy ab uski rakhel hai wo jab chahe meri mummy ki chut ko chod sakta hai.Usne meri mummy ki tange chodi kar.