." she strode out of the changing room, wearing an apple-green polo-shirt that was a full size too small, the hem riding just above her navel, all thr...e buttons undone to reveal her jiggling teenaged cleavage. A pair of tiny denim shorts wrapped themselves around her svelte hips, the material mechanically worn down so that they were as soft and tight as only an old pair of jeans could be; they were spattered artfully with paint and, as she pirouetted for him, Jared could see two white. Tab maine neha ko chodne ka ak naya plane banaya main neha ke ghar gaya or uski mummy ko bola ki shina meri choti sis. ki tabiyat kharab hai or wo bol rahi hai ki jab neha school se aa jae to aaj ka sabhi home work lekar Mere ghar aa jae uski mummy ne kaha thik hai bhej dungi fir main ghar aa gaya main sari plannig karke apne room main leta hua tha tabhi dor bell baji maine darwaja khola to dekha neha mere shamne short slex or t shirt pahan Ker hath main book liye khadi hai wo boli ki shina. Jenna drove a few blocks away from the house as Stace wondered where they were going. After a 15 minute drive she came to a stop and got out of her car. Stace followed her actions. She ran a few steps up to Jenna as she grabbed her hand asking, “Where are we?”“This is the storage house where Toby works, he lent me his keys. He said management is out for the week so we can use it as our own private place,” grinned Jenna as she dangles the keys in her hands. After passing a few doors, Jenna came. .''its over you have a tiny cock i need a real man to satisfy my hungry cunt' gasps jane as the fat man takes his fingers out of her cunt and shoves a finger up her tight arse'what why please what did i do says the voice from the phone''tell him what i'm doing to you' says the fat man'who's that with you is that the guy you are seeing?''he's got his finger up my bottom' gasps janethe fat man slaps janes tits hard leaving red handprints on them 'its not your bottom its your arse tell him again.