Mere papa se achhi dosti hone ke karad wo hamare ghar aate rehte they.Ek shaam wo hamare ghar aaye, shayad thode piye hue they gharpe sirf main aur me...e papa they..Wo aake baithe to papa ne mujhe bula liya.. Main aake unko namaste kiya hum pehle bhi mill chuke they par aaj wo kuch jyada mujhe ghoor rhe they. Papa ne mujhese pani mangaya main pani le ke aaya phir papa ne mujhe chai banane ko bol diya. Ispe uncle ne tok diya ki kahan bachhe se kaam kara rhe jal gya to, papa ne mujh se puchha ki. I start rubbing her nipple, which is becoming harder by the second.The kissing becomes more passionate. Now she’s sucking my earlobes, which is making my cock rock hard. I reach up her skimpy dress and start carressing her already hard cock. I stroke her slowly at first until she begs for it faster. As I speed up, I feel a trickle of precum drip onto my hand. The precum lubes up my hand and the head of Brandi’s cock. Up and down I stroke her. Each time I stroke up my hand rubs the head of her. She then went upwards and planted her lips right on top of Sarah’s. Sarah closed her eyes and enjoyed the softness of their lips and tongues touching.After some moments of passionate kissing, Liz pulled back and Sarah opened her eyes. Liz stared intently at Sarah and a small smile grew on her face.“What’s the matter?” Sarah asked.“Your eyes are beautiful, sweetie,” Liz said. “I remember getting lost in them back in SF, and I feel myself getting lost in them again.”Sarah blushed, and shyly. Sara wore a bikini bathing suit, as did Tammy, but Sara's was even skimpier. Her breasts oozed out of the top and side. She was as hot as any fifteen year old that Tony or Dave had ever seen, hotter even than the young stuff that they had fucked as college freshmen."Now the top," ordered Dave.Tammy had a problem. If Sara had been telling the truth earlier, Lenny Stone had been the only boy ever to see her bare tits, and that had been voluntary. On the other hand, this Tony guy had a gun and.