So, I am gonna share my sexting with you all. Please ignore spelling mistakes and grammar thing because it’s what’s app chatting, lol.Am not gonna...share every detail but her name is Emma (name changed) and from some Arabic country who just turned 18 last month. She is 5’6 height black eyes and always wears a scarf and 38 c boobs size, so you can imagine a girl of 18 years 5’6 height with 38c. We met in the Facebook and talked for a while and played 21 questions (popular game in Us UK Aus other. I disliked that word, but it has become ingrained with my whore minded psyche.Heels slip my underwear down with a hard slap on my ass. It tingles for a brief second, a minor distraction. The warm, sticky liquid joy coats my tongue with each long lick. I drift, my mind is taken into deep darkness behind my eyelids, a space where two waves softly lap as fingers dig into my flesh while a hot breath teases. Butterfly kisses and tongue tips tracing swirls down my spine until a lick at my tailbone.. A short time later I hear the front door open and close. You don't come right up the stairs to the living room though, there's a lapse of a few moments. When you finally appear at the top of the stairs I see that all you are wearing is a smile and a pair of heels! As you walk into the living room I see a mischievous gleam in you eye that I know means trouble. You proceed to walk over to the couch where I'm sitting, spread my legs widely apart and kneel in front of me. You then take my cock. At this moment I saw her stand in front of me and she was just right in my face and her boobs were nearly touching me. her hand was one on my back and she started to push me out.it was like I wanted to help but I was forced not to.the whole afternoon mom didn't come downstairs, now I was really scared if she had something really bad health, but nearly around 6 PM Mauli came. Mauli worked with mom and was just bad as she looked, I didn't like her much, she is also mother of my friend AB, we.