I: could you please help me.She: What help?I: will u please do hand job?She: no… im like ur mother please don’t asks me like that.I: Please bhabhi...u said ur like my friend.She: no I’ll not cheat on my husband.I: if not then at least make my dick hard then I can masturbate myself.She: for that what can I do.I: please show me ur breast so that I can masturbate by seeing ur boobs.She: no ill not do that.After I acted like crying with a lot of pain she saw me in kind.She: I’ll take off my blouse. Didi fir b kiss karne ko ready nhi thi. Unhone mere lund pe hath feraya.Maine apne kapde nikal diye. Didi ne apne mera lund puri tarah se pakad liya tha. Par didi mujhe kiss nhi kar rahi thi isse me bohot hi jyada chid gaya tha. Me uth k baith gaya.D: kya hua?M: aap kiss kyu nhi kar rahi?D: mujhe kiss karna nhi pasand.M: pr mujhe pasand hain. Aap please karo.D: me shadi k baad b kiss nhi karungi.M: please ek baar karo na.Thodi der mana ne k baad didi ek kiss k liye man gayi. Maine didi k hoto. "Ooh, nice. Hello again."She gave it a long squeeze then wandered off laughing to the other side of the room.Me and Kelli were both in the bottom group, normally referred to as 'the cripples'. It was the only mixed group in PE. I may be a decent rugby player, but I am really uncoordinated and until this year I was a crappy runner (rugby training three times a week helped speed me up). In fact, I think I'm the only person in the group to represent the school at sports.We walked out to the field. At first her legs splayed out, but after a couple of thrusts wrapped back so that her feet hooked on my shins. I was sure that Tammy had a wonderful view as my butt cheeks clenched and unclenched as my dick ground around in Beth’s bunghole. I don’t think she was satisfied just being a spectator to this horny scene. One of her hands was rubbing my ass cheeks, massaging the tingling flesh. Her other hand was rubbing Beth’s juices around and into my asshole. I heard a spitting sound, and.