My niece, Rebecca, came to my door one Saturday night. She rang the bell and then let herself in with her key. I’d been in the den beating the crap ...ut of bad guys on the bigscreen, a video game controller in my hands, a cold beer on the coffee table. When I heard the bell and then the key in the lock, I knew who it was. Even though she practically lived here, Becca always announced herself before letting herself in (credit my brother and sister in law for instilling the same respect in her. .aam ki taranh bade 2 mamme hon jo k har wakt bra se bahar aakarSaans lene ko tadapte rahein. Sach mein mujhe bahut bura laga. Maine us se poocha k kya bhabhi aapko choot maarne se rokti ya manna karti hai …tabh usne kaha nahin yar woh toh tadap rahi hai k koi koi uski mast jawaani ka mazaa loote or usko mard ki taranh chodde ek mard ka pyar mile or woh us marad k bachhe paida kare….woh toh asal mein bahut se bacche paida karne chahti hai per uski kismat mein mere jaisa na marad aa gaya hai”. But as I started to get the mixes out for our drinks the same thoughts came to me again as they did in the pool. Those thoughts brought the wonder images of Mark's hard cock and how sexy he looked standing out there on the deck, the thoughts I was having as he put lotion on me, how good his fingers felt while bringing me to that great orgasm, and the final excitment of having his cock in my mouth and him filling it with his hot cum.Unable or not wanting to control my thoughts I know right than. Sara fascinated me, never had I had an opportunity to fuck such a beautiful girl since I was her age, now I was in a position where we where not just k**s of an equal age but instead I was an experienced man, able to satisfy her even though she had experience beyond her age. Our last time had been great but the next time needed to be unreal!In a flash I understood what I had to do, I needed to get away again but this time it would be different. I went back online but Sara was not logged.