I listen to you beg for a while, until I can no longer take it and bury myself deep inside your tight pussy. It feels so damn incredible wrapped aroun... my cock, I can feel it pulsing around me with each pump of my cock.I start pounding into you harder and faster as both of our moans fill the room up as well as the sounds of our bodies slapping against one another. I feel you clench tight around my cock and you let out a loud scream, your hands and arms still struggling with the binds as you. They dressed me in another of Sis's outfits--pink panties, trainingbra, and a blue dress. I whined and complained throughout the wholeprocedure. Sis was told to answer the door, and if any of my schoolchums came by, she was supposed to tell them I had been grounded forthe week.Meanwhile, Mom went shopping. She returned with bags and boxes, allof which turned out to be girls' clothes--for ME! It looked as if shehad gotten a six months' supply, not just clothes for a week.She explained: "Your. BUT that's another story “)Still laying on my belly, my face buried in the cushion of the couch I could hear the clanking of pops n pans. Along with the chopping and dicing of fresh market veggies. This was going to be some fine ass chili—I know cause I taught them to make it. Without any instruction, Kyle jumped up to the floor, and spun around. Taking a seat back on my butt, but facing away from me now. He reached down to my right leg, still buried in the cushion of the couch. And bent it. Me: deepa (hath pakarkar) kya baat hai main to simple cool person hoon aur tum batao.Deepa: sir ap mujhe achche lagte hoMe: deepu tum v kam khoob surat nahi ho phir uske baad wo boli sir apki biwi apko bahut pyaar karegi ap bahut lucky ho phir maine use bistar par litaya aur uske boobs par hath pherne laga to woli sir ye kya kar rahe ho to maine kaha kyon accha nahi lag raha hai kya?Deepa: sir main apkokya bataon ap to aise soye hai jaise hum husband wife hai maine kaha to ban jate hai to wo.