.mere pados main ek ladki raha kerti thi pahle kisi time per dikhne main ek dum sunder uska figure tha 28 34 36 or rang ek dum gora ………jab bhi m...in use dekha kerta tha mera lund khada ho jaya kerta tha…….us din vo bhi mere loan main he baithe hue thi …….to maine usse poocha ki tum kya kerti ho……..to usne bataya ki vo kisi mnc main work kerti hai……or uski abhi night shift chal rahi hai………phir usne mujhse poocha ki aap kya kerte ho to maine apne bare main bata diya ki mujhe ghoomna pasand hai. Her mother was holding that saree at her hips. Her mother had her hairs opened up and her front hair falling on her eyes made her look beautiful with sindhur and red bindi on her forehead she looked stunningly beautiful wild homely Indian lady.She found her mother moving front and back and thought that Mom is in danger and someone is fucking her. But without pallu covering her blouse and her bare naked milky white belly and she holding her saree up on her hips made Rashmi jealous of her mothers. John shifted his position ever so slightly on the bed, sothat he could simply sit, while she sat upon the floor, feeding off him like asuckling lamb.? She would not make anysounds other than the hissing from her throat.?She closed her eyes in a dream-like bliss?as though this was the waythings were meant to be. John placed his hand gently on her rubber red hair, andbegan to pet her head.? At this shesmiled with his penis hanging limply in her mouth.? She had pleased him, and that meant all the. " I'll tell you what, I'll go to work for a little while in the morning," Frank said, "And then we can go surprise Ma."Angel smiled, "Thanks Frank."Frank stood up and kissed his sister on the forehead and went to bed.It was a restless night for Angel. She slept on Frank's couch and tossed and turned while images of Rico and Ethan filled her mind. If they ever found her they would drag her back to Reno and punish her severely. They might even kill her, but somehow she doubted she would be that.