.Khair bhai aab aaga ke story par aata hu jinona meri pheli story nai padi hai plz pad lena tab jakar samajh aayaga ye story.Aur mujha comment aur mai... zarur karna aap loga ka mujha bhout sara mail aaya hai mera mail id hai Ab story par aata hu.Tabhi door bell baja maa ne kaha dekh beta kon hai to maine dekha gas wala tha to maine maa se kaha maa gas wala hai to maa ne kaha usko bol la k kitchen me rak de to maine kaha maa apni halat to dekha to maa ne bola chor na beta kon sa mera restadar. Brian's rape wasn't as funny anymore. Jose slowly massaged his cock over Steve's face, as Steve's mind raced.Jose used his dick's natural juice and his mouth's saliva to keep his rod well lubed. He worked it slow and steady, using the motions and strokes that he liked the best. He jacked off in quietly as the gang watched.Steve could feel more heat coming from the nuts resting on his neck, he cold feel the life in them. He felt them quiver and move. The next thing he felt was hands on his face,. They had her sit between them in the front seat. As Glen did the driving, his right hand remained busy on Barbara's open and juicy young cunt. Fred had a party with her delightful jutting tits. Barbara was creaming in her pussy and purring like a kitten, both her hands filled with big stiff wet cocks.Glen made one stop to buy the girl a pair of shorts to replace the ones he'd cut. While he was in the store, the turned-on girl leaned down and gave Fred a tremendous blow-job, sucking his nice. I was stroking my cock steadily and wondering still if this was really happening. There was just enough moonlight coming through the window to illuminate her silhouette. I could smell a mixture of the musky scent of her sex and perfume. It was intoxicating. She reached up and pulled her night gown over her head. "Have you ever kissed a girl Thomas?" "yes." French kiss, or just on the lips?" Both." ok, good I want you to give my pussy a kiss. Just like if you were giving a girl a french.