Main – Oh, fir kya bole papa?Nisha – Papa mom ko doggy bna kar baal kheench kar chodte hain. Mom ke boob bohut hilte hain. Mom ko gali dete hain a...r chodte hain. Mom bhi khush rahti hai. Main chudai dekhti hun to meri chut gili ho jati hai.Maine papa ko bola ki mom ko bta do sab. Mujhe aur mom ko sath choda karo to bole ki teri mom dharmik hai use pata laga gaya to sab gadbad ho jayegi.Main – Oh, ab papa kya bolte hain?Nisha – Kuch nahi jab bhi unke room mein jati hun. Kiss karte hain aur boob. .I’m sorry Sadi…” reaching up she can feel all of the cum in her hair. She wasn’t necessarily grossed out….angry that she would have to do her hair again though yes. Garet kind of stumbles up “ uhhh I’ll help you clean that!” he was so cute she thinks to herself. Standing up and smiling at him “hey it’s okay I’ll just go wash my hair and put it in a ponytail. She looks, back at the woods behind them right in Garets backyard.It was nice and sunny out, probably around 80 degrees she can see that. Her delicate face, her skin this lovely shade of pale olive, twisted as the pleasure rushed through her, her futa-dick throbbing against my belly. “I had you! How did you do this?”“Just lucky!” I panted. “I mean, you’re the one whose magic has my hands pinned beneath you, forcing me to hug you.”“I know!” She groaned, her bowels clenching down so hard on my futa-dick.That velvety anal sheath felt so amazing around my futa-dick. I groaned, pleasure shooting through me. My ovaries ached to cum, to. I sighed her from my balcony to come home as they missed out something in my home,( Later on, I came to know from her that, the time when I called she was in the thought that I would propose her or some kind off) but nothing like that happened. :)She used to stay long away from the place where I was staying so it was very difficult for me to meet her and so we made our way through chit chats.As our pre-degree days started, I was a residential student so I was secretly using a mobile in the.