Dhire dhire mere chehre par chumte chumte mere broad chest tak pahunh gai aur mere nipple ko muh me bharlia aur chosne lagi.Mujhe swarg sa mehsus hone...laga aur mera haath uske piche wale tarboozo par pad gaya.Vo uchal padi aur bethasha chumne lagi.Mene phir uske bra ka hook khol dia aur uske rasile tarbooz mere samne latak rahe the.Mene aise boobs kabhi nahi dekhe the ekdum gol aur naram jaise ki koi aam.Mene jor se unko dabaa dia aur usne sedhe mere nu me rakh die.Aaj mera sapna sach ho gaya. ” I thought about it but wanted to make him work a little before he sees my body.It was 4 PM in the afternoon the next day. I got a text from Rahul saying that he is coming over. I opened my wardrobe and was deciding what I should wear. And then my eyes fell on the sports bra lying in the corner.I put it on and was admiring how it made my already big 32D tits look even more prominent. To go with it, I put on shorts without wearing any panties. I also tied my hair into a ponytail.I was looking. He cupped one of her breasts, which was only the size of a healthy lemon. He gave it a gentle squeeze and it made the girl moan again. He started moving his tongue down her smooth stomach back to her young pussy. He put one of his fingers inside and could feel how tight it was. He unbelted his pants and unzipped them. His dick sprung straight out. He knelt in between the girl’s legs and pushed his dick down so that he could soak the head in the juice her pussy was producing. He started pushing. “Yes,” he answered.My face froze and I reached for the cane again, and realising his omission he speedily added, “Miss, I mean, sorry, Miss, yes, Miss.”I relaxed my stare. “Very well this time, Tim, but in future there will be a penalty if you are disrespectful.”I told him to hold out both hands in front of him, spaced apart, and explained that this way he would not know which hand I was aiming at until the cane hit home. I said I spotted that technique on page twenty-four of the magazine if he.