Bura mat manna tere bhai ko dekh ke mera use chudwane ka mann karta he,ye sunte he me phir hasne laga,aur bahen ke boobs aur chut ko masalne laga.Tho ...eri bahen ne kaha agar tera mann he tho apni kismat try kar le,shayad mera bhai tujhe chod de,tho usne bola maza aa jayega agar aisa ho gaya tho.Bahen ne bola try karle na apni kismat ko.Tho usne bola mujhe sharam aati he,bahen ne bola “ek tho tujhe chudhwana he aur sharam aati he,wah re!.Ek kaam kar kal tu mere ghar aa phir aachi tara baat. It's written all over your face." That's when I started to cry, the first time since I was a child, I was crying in front of my mother. "Come and tell me all about it Mary." Mom and I went to my room where I changed out of my clothes until I was naked in front of her, my well soaked panties on the floor between us. I felt something running down my leg and went in the bath to clean up. "You had sex tonight didn't you?" "No" I said, even as the tears flowed. "You didn't tell me that the panty. She settled herself back down on Dan’s cock and pulled me close into her. “Here honey, I’ll do it.” she said and pulled my cock to her pussy. She rubbed it up against Dan’s shaft and told me to push. With a little pressure I slid into her hot, juicing cunt. It was mind-blowing. I felt the warmth of her pussy flow from my groin and over my whole body. It was like a head rush. Margie groaned/growled “Fuck me!” So we did. It was incredible. My cock slid up and down on Dan’s cock like it was in a. She was moaning in pleasure. I kissed her, our tongue met together and I kept caressing her inner thigh, I made her horny, I grabbed her ass and pulled her closer to feel her. She said, I need to pee badly. I loosened the hug and cupped her pussy. I told, now you can pee, she started to pee, she knows I won’t mind if she pees on my hand. I rubbed her pussy as she pees, she stopped and then again pees. Warm piss made her wet again. I took her on the side of river and splash her with water; she.