Two– I don’t generally take a nap with my bedroom in shambles. Looked like the fucking FBI tossed the place. And Three–(here’s the kicker, fol...s) my hands generally–hell, NEVER-come away from my head looking like they’d just been raked through a week-old slice of cherry cheesecake. I sort of sat there for a minute, or maybe ten, wide-eyed and half-hyperventilating… looking at my bloodied hands… crying… seeing another chunk of that macabre cheesecake dangling from the ‘5Ë’ on my Pulp Fiction. It was sometimes tickling in the inner portion while the outer portion of my ass was stretched upto its limit and was paining. I was moaning aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh here rajveer had entered sapna’s ass in doggy style, urvi was holding her hairs and making her suck her cunt. Her face was deep buried in her pussy. Sapna was making sounds like mmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaa mmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. She hardly ever wore a bra and she loved skin tight t-shirts. She was at the sink washing dishes one night when her brother and his friend came in from the game and they were laughing and it was soon that they got behind her and lifted her shirt and began to rub her tits. She laughed and told them to quit. Her brother said "Heck s*s. I told Ron he could see your big hooters. Please show them to him. It will thrill him a lot." Pat laughed and said "so what will he show me?" Her brother said. In the same motion he pulled back my already stretched foreskin and took it in his open mouth making me feel and moan about his warm breath kind of effecting not only the cock and balls but my whole body in total. Uncle had such expertise of this cock sucking act that in less than a minute I was teetering at the edge of a sword; ready to cum and fill his mouth with my sex juices for him to enjoy. He was giving me the best ever feelings in my balls and cock shaft making it all wet; even the.