“Go on then! I ain’t gonna shit in yer hand!!!!” I put my fingers against her pouting arse hole and started to apply the KY. “Get it right ins...de babe – you’ve got a thick old cock and I’ll need plenty up me arse for you”I squeezed some more out of the tube and applied it to her arse hole again, this time forcing it in with my fingers. At one point I almost lost my balance and fell forward, nearly fisting her in the process! “Whoooooaaaaaaa!” she yelled. “I ain’t doing fisting!” I apologised. Maine ek plan banaya. Thand kaafi thi. To main lagbhag sat ko shaam 6.00 baje suhana d ke yahan pahunch gaya. Didi ko dekha to main to paagal ho gaya. CHUCHE jaise raseele aam, Honth jaise gulaab ki pankhuriyan, Haath ekdum gore-gore, aur mudte hi jo unki GAAND dikhi , vo bhi chalet hue, oye hoye ,mai to out of control ho raha tha.TARBOOZ jaisi gaand ko dekh ke kaun kabhaqt apne aap pe control rakh sakta hai. Aur upper se tight t shirt aur low length Capri. Bas ab to control nahi ho raha. Nothing like slapping on my pansy armour and smashing a few heads to clear away the cobwebs, especially when you've got two very attractive ladies in the grand stand to cheer you on.As I ran out onto the green I waved to Pepper and Keira in the stands. Pepper had a sour expression on. She hated coming to watch the games, but no one could resist my sister's charms and so here she sat. I caught sight of Stella in the cheer squad, even though she had dumped my ass she at least hadn't left our. We were hit by something and the "kill Switch" was activated shutting down all systems except the emergency oxygen supply which gave us two hours of life for three people. Frankie did not see the flash or had any way to look outside. Michelle and I were both looking forward. Michelle was looking out the drivers viewing port and I was looking through the gunner's scope searching for any possible targets. That's when Frankie started yelling and freaking out. "WHO THE FUCK triggered the "Kill.