His lund was trying to enter my choot. He was trying to kiss me while I tried to escape and stop him kissing me. He was pushing inside but found it ha...d. He relaxed and suddenly with a bang he was inside. I cried out aaahhhhh. His lund was now entering my choot. Wok jhatke maar maar kar chod raha tha aur dard ke mare mere mooh se eeeeee nikal raha tha.I felt my body loose and shut my eyes in pain.Now I could feel his lips on mine.My lips were open and he slowly sucked my lips and started. ”“I know. So did I. But our roof isn’t safe. It doesn’t have a parapet.”“So? She isn’t 5 anymore to just roll off the roof and fall. And she doesn’t sleepwalk.”“You are not forcing my only child to sleep on that parapet-less roof! You go sleep on the roof if you want! And terrorize the birds with your snoring!”“Fine! I will sleep on the roof.”“No wait!” I interjected.I had been silent since they started talking about the roof because I had been thinking. Thinking naughty thoughts. On the roof.. My father died in a freak accident six years ago when I was only twelve. He was driving his car on the road one night when he hit a deer that came crashing right into the car window, killing him instantly. Left were my mother Nina, my older sister Amber and myself. My father had run a traveling business with Aaron and back then. After the accident he bought the rest of the company which left us with plenty of money to be financial secure for the rest of our lives.Every year since my father died. Then she got up took my boxer off. Started wanking it then just kissed the very tip which jolted a thunder into me and I actually felt my cock was an inch longer> No other women has ever made me feel like that.Sara: Come and sploosh me now and she ran away taking her frock off. Her tits jiggling as she ran. She stood behind the sofa. That’s when I realized I was to catch her. She was hard to catch but finally, I did grab her, back to the couch. I have no idea from where she got or what she did.