Uuuuhh….Me: Mami its all because of you. Your fantasies made me a beast.Mami: made me all yours…. Please… do it…. Fuck me like a bitch…Me: n...ah mami, I am not going to fuck you till you say that I am your man, and not mama.Mami: mama? He is nothing in front of you… he doesn’t even satisfies me… I am ashamed of him… a beauty like me should be with a beast like you…Me: then say it.Mami: yes Aakash you are my man, make me yours and fuck me like your bitch.I stood up, and removed my jeans. She took. She's only eight years old, and all kinds of awful things have been going around in the Boston suburbs all this winter. We went on holiday, and as soon as we got back she got something. She had a bad sore throat, and she was allergic to the antibiotics. She had to go to the hospital, which scared me worse than the disease, hospitals being what they are today. So I spent a lot of time at the hospital in Newton, and I prayed a lot, and I was absolutely petrified. Bob, my husband, was worse off. My older sister's friend Dan lit the hash pipe. Next to him was his girlfriend Nancy. Everyone called them NanDan they were together so much. Next to Nancy was my sister, Naomi. And next to her, Naomi's best friend and the love of my young life, Lynne. Man, did I have a boy crush on her. She was slim and sleek with curves in just right places. She had reddish-blonde hair and the BEST pair of tits. When she laughed it was like bells ringing. I was thrilled to be breathing the same air as her. I. My clit throbbed against her chin.My rapture exploded through me. It was incredible. My body quaked. My tits heaved as I threw my other arm into the air. My had leaned back, my braid swaying across my supple back as I quaked and shuddered on the virgin.Becky drank the juices gushing out of my pussy while the rapture surged into my mind. It washed through my thoughts, coating them in my passion. Bliss buzzed through my body as I drank in this wondrous moment.“Yes, yes, yes, cutie!” I moaned..