Ravi: nahi chote hukum kisi ko shaq nahi hua, wo to aj aap the isliye ye dono nikkame kuch bol nahi paye warna kisi ko yahan bhatakne ki bhi ijazat na...i hai or agar kisi ko shaq hua bhi to ganv me kaun kya bol sakta hai hukum ko. aap seth log hain or fir ganv me sarkar mere dadaji k ghar per koi kaise shaq kar sakta hai.Main: kya ye humesha aise hi sex karte hain?Ravi: ji sec kya? Main sac nahi sex mera matlab kya papa kaki humesha aise hi?Ravi: han hukum jab bhi yahan ate hain to humesha yahi. (Oh FRAPST!) Okay, My sister was like any other little girl who liked to play with dolls and make believe she was a mommy by trying to help with dishes and cleaning and baby care. I laughed "softly" and added she made my cleaning chores harder most of the time.Mrs. Brown asked me about her handicap and I was lost for a second and then realized she was talking about her medical problem. I must have turned red again because Mrs. Brown reminded me she was a nurse while chuckling.I nodded and told. Flopping her down onto it, liking the way her hair bounced and then settled over her face. Once she was there, he set about stripping her, removing the pyjamas that covered her delicious body. Underneath the pjs, she had on a pair of plain jane panties, and an old white bra. He admired her pale body like that for a while, smiling as her breasts rose and fell, safely hidden from view by a thin layer of fabric. So young, he thought, running his hand over a smooth, hairless leg. It was then that. He shoved his long tongue in my mouth and kissed me as if i was his wife. I ran my hands across his muscly arms as he slid one hand under my gown and rubbed my wet pussy."No panties. Just how i like it"Shane threw me on my living room couch, untied my gown and exposed my hard nipples and neatly shaven pussy. Shane quickly buried his face in my wet pussy. This is what i love about shane. He isn't the type to waste time or focus on foreplay..not that it was needed, as my pussy got wet from the.