Kam ras bahr pur vaheto hato etale lund aasani thi chut ma-n aav ja kari shakato hato. Mo-n par French kiss, nipples par emani aangalio ane chut ma-n ...und em tran jagya na maar thi hu-n paheli zari padi. Mara orgasm daramiyan e rokaya nahin, ghacha ghachch chodata j rahya. Biji paanch minit chodya pachhi e jor thi zarya. Emanu-n badan jakadai gayun, ruvaanda-n ubha-n thai gaya-n, aankho minchai gai ane mo-n ma-n thi laar nikali padi. AAAHHH kari e baradi uthya. Chut ma-n fasayela lund e etala. Woh apni ungli se meri choot ke dane ko sahlate hue bole: Tumhe chodna chahta hun, Swati.Unke in shabdo se mere andar masti ki lahar daod gayi. Main honto ko kaat apni sissak ko dabati hui boli: Mmmm, to chodiyena uncle.Uncle apne dusre hath se mere sar ko pakde aur apne paas kheech mujhe choomne lage. Main bhi khudko unke hawale kar di. Fir uncle mujhe choomte hue peeche ki aur leta kar mere upar aa gaye.Main ab bhi neeche se unke lund ko sahla rahi thi. Woh meri choot mein dheere-dheere apni. I reached up with my other hand and touched her cheek, "Thank you for being patient with me, Hanna. I was expecting this, but it took a bit to get used to. Now I better go in and let mom know what is happening, if the doctor hasn't already done so."Just then we were interrupted by a large woman in an expensive dress that tried but was unsuccessful in hiding her lumpy body. "Hanna Steele, you should be ashamed of yourself for climbing all over this man in the hospital waiting room where your. Our eyes opened and tears flowed from us. I could hear Pale Feather singing a song she had been taught to sing as we mated. I could hear the song even as our mouths crushed together. The song was inside us! The drums got louder, the singing from outside the teepee got louder and our efforts got more frantic. I felt the rise of my seed and I felt Pale Feather lift her hips to welcome me. As my climax and hers collided the drums suddenly stopped and the voices went silent. Our voices sounded in.