Phir ek din meine use phone kiya to usne mujhse kaha ki tum kahan the itne din se maine pucha kyu to usne kaha ki usne blue film dekhi thi or uska dil...kar raha tha dummy Lene ka , usne mujh se vibrator lane ki jid kari , meine market mein try kiya magar nahi mila , palika baazar or kayi market mein magar koshish bekaar gayi phir uska phone aaya to meine usse kaha ki maine bahut doondha magar nahi mila maine mazaak mein usse bola ki dummy ki kya jaroorat he mein hi aajata hun to usne mana kar. I was kissing her and biting her lips as if they were nothing.We were getting heated up but broke apart hearing her dad calling her. She immediately straightened herself and I could see some blood on her lips but she told its ok and left. I was unable to sleep but went to lie on my bed. I felt something moving on my leg and when my eyes opened it was Urmila aunty sitting on my bed and seeing her for the first time in a sexy pink sleeves gown. I just saw the time it was 3:30 pm and I knew uncle. “Do it, Daddy!” Khushboo screeched. She shoved back, moaning as the pressure on her cherry increased. Atharva held his lust in check, the hot fire in Khushboo’s pussy driving him wild.Gunjan stared, first at Khushboo’s flushed face, then at her father. “Fuck her, Daddy. Make her howl.” Atharva couldn’t take the strain any longer. Like an enraged lion, he slammed forward, his cock cutting through her cherry. He didn’t stop until his groin was flush with her quivering asscheeks. Khushboo’s eyes. She was holding a flashlight dressed in a night gown, which only reached her knees. Her full breasts were heaving up and down. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were getting dressed. I’ll come back later, she said. I didn’t want her to leave. I wanted her so badly that I was afraid I’d run over and lift her dress and fuck her right on the floor. “No, that’s alright. Are you afraid of the thunder and lightning Aunt Dixie?”, I asked. “Well …you see ...I, actually, I am Joe and I was wondering if I.