We abused her while fucking and calling her names like ‘kutiya, randi, haramzadi,’ and many more.Soon her whole body was filled with red biting ma...ks and slaps marks. For the next 2 hours, Karan and I took turns and fuck her continuously. At around 3 p.m., we both stop to take some rest and drink alcohol. I said to mom, “Bitch, this rest is for us, you whore. Get up and show us some dance.”Hearing this, she stands up and starts dancing while I put some music on TV. She was smiling and shaking. He palms his heavy shaft. Long broad fingers stroke his erection as he watches me with narrow eyes. My fingers slide across the dewy flesh of my lips, gliding along the silken juices that ease their way until they rasp against my swollen clit again. My release, a strangled breath away, as I imagined his lips covering mine, his tongue licking, stroking, probing. I gasped as my fingers moved faster, more firmly against my clit as I felt my release peaking. My head tossed on the pillow, fingers. If daddy wasn’t sitting in the living room that night with the lights on, and windows up, I would have rucked up my skirts and let Raymond have his way with me. Auntie Blue, that young man of mine can get me so worked up, I feel as raunchy and nasty minded as he is at times.”“Honey, when you get married, don’t forget how you felt that night. Make that beau of yours talk his nasty talk on your wedding night and you talk nasty right back at him. You’ll be married then and he’ll be in such a. We started kissing, slow at first then she rammed her tongue into my mouth and that was it, game on! She laid there without resistance at all. Paula was probably only a few years older than me but she was hot! She told me she hadn’t had sex since her divorce and now was the time. I ran my hands all over her body and started to work open the buttons on her shirt. Her shirt fell open and exposed her bra. She didn’t have huge boobs but they were very nice sized, more than a handful for sure. I.