The photo only went from waist to thighs, centred on a stunning silver butterfly on a thong perched above a small tightly closed slit."My god, she is ...orgeous" moaned Paul."So young" added Paula, appreciating the fine skin around the pussy, unblemished by puberty.Laura: "Yes she did start early, modelling her Mum's designs. They are available in several colours, the next photo shows the black leather thong, which is very popular"."Dear gods" moaned Paul "the beads on that thong coming out of. Did you ever ask to show yours to Auntie Miranda?”“No I didn’t. I did worry about it though, until I got to college.”“Mark asked me. To look at his.”Freddie tried to decide whether to own up to knowing that already. He didn’t want Lara thinking nothing was confidential though... “What did you say?”“I said no but he could send me a pic. And he did. That’s sexting isn’t it?”“Well it depends, on what it was for, really.”“I don’t know, that’s the thing. Cos he could’ve just told me the size, in. After a while, it was too much for me, but I didn’t want to cum before anyone. So I begged him to stop and put it in. “Bas, bas karo, daalo andar. Lund daalo mere gaand mein aur chodo mujhe, please.”He got up, spit on his hand, and rubbed his saliva on his throbbing cock. He positioned his tip against my gaping hole. I prepared to take him in and that heavenly feeling. He pushed the tip in as he grabbed my hips and slowly continued to push his entire rod in.I could feel his raw cock and veins. At a nodded signal from Bill, Jan quickly opened the door and both of them entered the bedroom. Suddenly Pete was a complete mess, he was a jumbled up mixture of embarrassment mixed with a fair portion of fear and exhilaration. It was almost as if his mind refused to accept what his eyes were telling him, because right in front of those eyes was his wife scantily dressed in front of a large 6 foot six Afro Caribbean male.One of the first things his mind registered was the stark contrast between.