I know you hate it when I tease. You walk towards me and kneel down between my parted legs, and grab them both, pushing them up towards my chest. Then...you pull my thong to one side exposing my tight wet pussy, burying your tongue between my dripping lips. I moan out with pleasure, as your fingers spread my pussy lips apart, allowing your tongue to go deeper into my wet hole. You start to rub my now swollen clit with your finger as your tongue fucks my pussy. You see I’m close to cumming as my. Mummy boli par ye galat hai. Aunty boli kuch galat nahi hai. Sab sahi hai. Iska pas lund hai tere pas chut hai. Chut shant karle apni aur uski sab aag ko is lund ke pani se bujha le meri jaan.Mummy kuch nahi boli. So wo aaya aur mummy ko kiss karne laga. Mummy nai usko dhakka maara. Tu usne ek kas ke thappad mara. Aur kaha chudwa le bhosdiwali nahi to aise lund aajkal bante hi nahi he. Aur tu abhi to meri biwi ko kah rahi thi ki tu khud lund ki bukhi he. Mummy maan gai uncle ki ye baate sun. Ummmh…not really my preferred type I may say: Middle aged I guessed, which is not bad in general but he also had too much weight and simply had something ugly about him which you can´t really name. Just a kind of aura. He approached my car window and started smalltalk which I am not too good in because for someone like me it´s just a waste of lifetime. He complimented me on my looks and my sexy legs and I replied politely in a soft voice just following my feelings. In my head the thoughts were. “Like, you can so take it or leave it.”“At school,” murmured Faye, “everybody wanted to. I mean, if they were hot enough they had Douglas, that’s how it was. Cos he’s so beautiful and everyone raved about it, you know, afterwards. It must be like Mick Jagger and how he’s had four thousand girls, I suppose.”“I was a fashion item,” I said, stroking Sienna’s perfect tits while she experimented with moving her sexy body around on my cock. “I don’t know who did the counting for Mick Jagger.