She has a well-maintained body with big breasts. She looks like a model and everyone in the city couldn’t stop themselves looking at her once.It was...an evening and I was with my family where suddenly my parents prepared a plan to visit my mom’s original home. The place where she lived before marriage.I was really very happy that evening because I had my childhood fantasies of living there with my maternal aunty. Her name was Ananya. With her lived her husband, her mother-in-law (Raashi) and her. I ... I thought you’d be hairy.’ I stammered.‘Nah,’ she giggled, ‘Pubic hair’s boring, looks and feels so much nicer without don’t you think?’ At that she then cupped my hand and gently guided a finger into her warm, moist pussy. She gasped slightly as it went between her smooth lips. I carried on watching not being able to take my eyes of her pussy as I slowly moved my finger in and out. Her pussy got wetter and wetter. She cupped my hand again and slid a second finger in. She gasped and. His blood sang to me in a way id never experienced before. But it was more than that I wanted to fuck him right here in front of everyone, I wanted to feel his hot fat prick in my tight fuck tunnel, I wanted to feel his hands over every part of my tight body. I felt human emotions I hadn’t felt in nearly a century returning to me.Lust! I needed him in a way id never needed anything else before. I knew what I’d do seduce him…He was walking home when I silently ran quicker than any mortal to. I was so used to wearing it, I often forgot I had it. And then I would feel its weight other times, dragging at my neck. I couldn’t wait to be rid of it so Sven and I could focus on our true goal.Killing Prince Meinard and avenging our family.“Looks like we’ll be getting rid of this so soon,” I said, glancing at my brother.“Yeah,” he groaned, his head leaning back, his hands clutching Nathalie’s pigtails.Despite the blowjob the fourteen-year-old sex slave so vigorously gave my brother, he.