Sourav bhaiya mummy ko ghar drop karte hai. Chaliye kahani continue rakhte hai.Sunday subah 11 baje ka time tha. Abhi 1 week hi hua tha roof ki dhalai...hue. Aur is time pani dena important rehta hai. Bhaiya ghar aaye pani sprinkle karne. Unhone socha ke niche kisi ko disturb kya karenge. Isliye garden ki stairs se hote hue Sourav bhaiya upar aagaye. Jaise hi upar ke hallroom mein pahuche to ek lundkhush nazara unke saamne tha.Mummy, yellow petticoat navel se halka niche pehne hue. Waist jahan. I cried deeply as my heart ached as the words He spoke, He was right, I did do all that and although I was punished for the previous times, I had not learnt my lesson.Suddenly I was thrown upon the bed, as Connor laid on top of me, grabbing my ankles I looked down at the size of His cock, I could not believe how thick it was, I had never seen one like it, I shuddered as He rammed it deep into my pussy, pain shot up my belly and up the small of my back as I placed my hands upon His chest to push. He had no complaint about the light, and being able to see the gorgeous pussy he was eating added another dimension to the many other pleasures he was receiving from the lovely woman whose legs were starting to squirm on his shoulders. Very briefly, he raised his head again, first to smile at the beautiful and beloved visage that was beaming down at him and, second, to gaze, almost enraptured, at the gorgeous pussy below his face. She was a natural blonde, as he already knew, and the skin. After a minute or so, it was clear it was going to take Claire a long time to drain the bowl. She was just too fucking slow. She had been drinking for nearly two minutes and the bowl was still about three quarters full. I ordered Claire to her knees and she obeyed. Cum dribbled from the sides of her mouth, trickling down onto her breasts. A globule of cum glistened on the tip of her kitten nose."Pick the bowl up, slut," I commanded, "And drink it down. Open that throat of yours and tip it.