Or uske papa ek car drivar h jo subah jate h or sham ko vapes aate h or bhai subah college jata h or sham ko aata h . M or soni ek sath ek class me pa...hte h chunki hum bachpan se sath rhte h. Hum jab chote the to ek sath khelte the or m kabhi uske boobs dabba deta tha to kabhi uski salwar ke upar se hi uski chut ko shlta tha .Or vo mera lund pakad ke use sahlati thi. Jaise jaise hum bade hote gye hume sex ke bare me knowledge hoti gyi. Mera ghar soni ke ghar ekdam baghal me h or unke bathroom. "Wait!" Tom suddenlythought, "why on earth would it matter to me if she is pleased or not? Thisbitch is blackmailing me! What is wrong with me?"Tom continued to ponder why the quandary he was in continued to give himconflicting emotions and feelings. How could he find any of this exciting,and why would he want to please Princess Dee? Was he submissive? DoesPrincess Dee just know how to push all of his buttons? Even the buttonsthat Tom himself was not aware of?Tom did not give any thought to the. Bella, sensing my struggle to draw out this pleasure, took my sack in her free hand once more, massaging as she sucked, her fingertips slowly edging further back, teasing the sensitive spot behind my balls as her lips slid effortlessly up and down my shaft. She gazed up into my eyes in the mirror as a slippery wet finger began to trace circles around my ass, applying a little more pressure as she allowed more and more spit to flow down my shaft. Hovering on the edge of bliss, my fingers were. I gave him some direction and his technique improved a bit, but I had other plans.He just stared as I went to the nightstand and took out condoms and lube. I greased my fingers and started to work them into his rectum, causing him a moment’s surprise. Then, he bowed to the inevitable.“Just relax, Bob. You’re really going to love this.” I slowly worked my cock into his virgin asshole, taking my time and getting him used to being violated like this. The booze helped him relax and it didn’t.