Wo mujhy bohat acha larka sumjhty thay is liya main un kay ghar aksar ata jata rehta tha main ziada tawajha study par dayta tha is liya uncal or aunty...mera bohat khiyal rakhty thay mujhy kise cheez ke koi kume nahi the main sunday kay din darr tuk sota tha main apnay room main layta hoa tha kay uncal ke bati rabia chat par karay dalnay aye to main nay deekha wo pani main bhegi hoe hay kiya kamal ka figur tha 36,32,38 lag bhag kuch itna he tha us nay brazear nahi pehna tha jiss ke waja say white. She didn't want to hurt her daughter. As mother and daughter, they had always been close. They were amazingly open and honest with each other; something many mothers and daughters failed to be. Cindy had been careful so far (or so she had hoped) to be very 'discrete' about her relationship with Willis. He had been a good neighbor; occasionally checking in on her mother to see if he could help her with anything needed doing. Though the fact that he was black had not been welcome with some of her. He pulled up his pants and disappeared down the ladder. Kay lay down beside her sister and pulled up her dress. I was a little surprised to see that she wasn't wearing panties. She beckoned to me and I stepped closer, as I dropped my pants around my ankles. I wasn't sure exactly what I was doing, so I lay between her spread legs and poked about, in a feeble attempt to imitate what I had just seen Carl doing. Kathy rolled on her side and said, "Raise up." As I did, she reached between us and. His breathing starts to quicken as she lightly runs her fingertips over his shaft, and uses her thumb to smear his pre cum over the head. She loves to stroke his cock; loves the way his breath catches in his throat, and the way his hips strain to slide more of himself between her fisted hand. She adores the way he gets harder and harder in her hand, the satin skin of his dick getting tighter and tighter as cock grows thicker and longer. He really does have the most amazing cock. Pulling back.