Guddi didi meri mausi ki badi ladki hain aur unho ne musje bachpan se anga dekha tha.ek bar hulog mausi ke yahan aye hue the to subah nahane ke waqt m...in maine unhe nanga dekha .hua yeh woh neeche bathroom mein thee aur main upar jungle par baitha tha maine jungle par padi chaati hatadi to neeche maine didi ko ekdam janmjaat nannga dekha woh bhi upar se tabhi didi ne bhi upar dekh liya maine jhat se chatai wapas rakh di aur bahar chala gaya . Phir us din ke baad se guddi didi meri aankhon mein. . I’m talking to the voices in my head.”If she could get any farther away she would be outside hanging on to the mirror ... or not.“Look, you guys can handle Karen ... can’t you?”“Really?” I said ... after all, it was in for a penny in for a pound.I looked at the bloody mess in the front seat, a cigarette paper wouldn’t find room between her body and the door. She need explaining to ... so.“Yes, yes, yes ... I’m a raving maniac. The girl at home is being uncooperative ... and...” waving my hand. The drink flowed and soon we started kissing again.She made me feel so relaxed and told me everything she would do to me would be for my pleasure and promised to show me the best sex I would ever have if I trusted her. She was right.We kissed and before I knew it she was sucking my cock, licking my balls and butt hole, this drove me wild and I could feel her slowly pushing her finger in, I wont lie it felt strange but so good. She moved to her side and soon I could see her cock right next to. As if in slow motion, the door was pushed inch by inch until Camille could see the toe of a shoe silhouetted at the bottom.With all her strength, she threw her body against the door. There was a loud thud and the pained yelp of a man whose face had just collided with solid wood, followed by the sound of a body hitting the floor.Grabbing the edge of the still-swinging door, Camille threw it open, planting her feet wide to hold it there, pointing the gun at the face of the intruder."Thee mou, .