I closely put my ears on the door and patiently waited to hear any sound … after a few minutes I could hear very faint sounds of heavy breathing and...occasional low moans … I understood, she was fingering herself, which made me more hot and my penis more erect. I then went to bed and laid in such a position that would show-off my tent in the shorts to her.After few more minutes, she came out of the bathroom with her sleevless fitting top and her mini skirt. She was wet, maybe she had freshened. As his hand moved up and down her thigh the ghaghari started shifting upwards baring more and more of her shapely legs. However, he could not go higher than middle of her thighs because as soon as Fulava felt his fingers on her bare legs she cross clamped her thighs trapping the ghaghari in between them. He tried to open her thighs but failed. He then came back to her tummy. With the flat of his hand he felt the smooth skin covering the firm muscles. When his fingers touched her belly button. The fire marshal was still trying to figure out what was going on but it seems like all three of them had died in a house fire overnight.I was shattered.The next few days were an absolute blur. Lawyers, police, and reporters all wanted to talk to me about what happened. The fire marshal concluded it was an accident, something to do with the electrical system shorting out. The insurance company handed me a check, mom and dad's friends offered sympathy, casseroles, and money to help with the. This boy has been doing his homework. He's living a porn fantasy. Hot. His hands hold me still as his lethally-hard cock fucks my face, the big blunt shaft stabbing at the back of my throat making me gag roughly. I feel his ass cheeks starting to clench and his breathing starts to stutter. Oh no, no, no...I'm not done with you yet, Sonney-boy. I'm not letting you come just yet. We're gonna do this right, Honey. I back off his dick, quickly and just stare at it, willing it not to explode. I grab.