It’s a real story mere chacha Sanjeev ki marriage2 sall phele hui thi vo railway mne TT hne or 1 to 2 week ghar nhi aate or unke koi bacha bhi nahi ...e meri chachi ka naamSuman he BSE,PHD in Phis 28 year 5.3 ft height gora rang 34 28 34 bhut sexy chaal nagin si balkhati hui nayan nashile hont gulabi chrrhrraa badan ek dum sex ki murat. Mne aay din unhe yna unki shadi ki move PC mne loaded.Dekh kar jisme unka bda sexy dance he dekh kar muth mara karta tha unka room mere room ke pass hi he vo kai. Both of us knew she wasn't reallywearing them, and I gathered that was the reason for her hurry. For onceI almost didn't mind what Celia and Kay had done to me, as they'd beenmuch harsher with Nat. It was at once evident to me that they'd takenaway most of her bladder control, half-convincing her that she dependedon training pants. But Nat knew, deep down, that she was still wearingthe sexy underthings she'd put on that morning, and that if she pissedherself she'd only succeed in ruining them. ” She whimpered. “Imagine my lips around his penis as I take him in my mouth.” She cried out as my fingers moved over her. “Imagine our lips, together, meeting around his penis as we make love to the man we love.”She must have liked that imagining very much, because she began to come. Her body arched and her breath caught as she shrieked with ecstasy. Clawing the sheets, she tossed her head to and fro and a glaze seemed to come over her skin. I pressed my breasts to hers and laid my lips to. "I... I can't." came Janice's voice, weakly. Amy could hear there was something off about it. Fear? Arousal? She couldn't tell."We both know you're gonna do it," said the man. "Why put up this act?" Whatever Janice said next was muffled. Amy could hear clothing ruffling, and then the man's voice came again. "Yeah, that's it, girl."What was going on here? Amy knew Janice was married, having met her husband at the Christmas party a few months back. She couldn't tell if this was his voice or not..