Lekin na hi Rahul ko apni maa ke harkat ka pata tha na hi Sarika ko apne bete ki. Sirf Kavita hi jaanti thi ki uske sath rajaayi ke andar kya hua....Iske baad ki kahani ab.Kavita ko yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki ye sab kayse ho gaya. Sarika ki baat alag thi. Lekin na chaahte hue bhi Rahul uske jism ke sath khel gaya. Ab Kavita Rahul ke saamne uski bua nahi rahi thi. Na hi Rahul Kavita ke liye uska nanha bhatija.Undono ke beech ab vaasna ke naye rishto ke phool mehakne lag gaye the.. I could actually sit at the bar and see the front of her house. As the minutes, and hours went by, I began to feel very brave, probably because of the beer. Around 11:00 or so I decided I would go knock on the door since the unknown car was still in her driveway. I walked up to the front door and could see into her living room through a crack in her d****s. From this vantage point I could see she had company, a guy I did not know, they were sitting on the couch together, she was almost sitting. My pussy was being eaten, and it felt heavenly. One of the arms around my legs moved to my mouth. I watched, with glazed eyes, as it formed into a thick cock. I felt it nudge against my lips. Opening my mouth, I allowed it to enter. I began to flick my tongue around the head. I love sucking dick, so I was in paradise. I began to gently suck the head, running my tongue over the ridge. I felt it pulse. I wanted more. Wrapping my hand around the base of it, I began to suck harder now. I could. She worked after school five days a week and a few hours on Saturdays. Most of the guys at work were really hot to get into her pants. I heard several of them ask her when she was turning eighteen. She just smiled and told them soon enough. She wasn’t buying into their stupid come-ons. Telling them when she turned legal was like declaring open season on young pussy. Not letting them know her birthday was very smart of her. It kept the guys at a safe distance. She had nice tits. Big and well.