Ma k muh se siskari nikal gai, papa ne ma ko gali dete huye kha, madarchod khub chut k ghamand dikhati hai, aj teri chut fad dunga. Tb ma ne kha phle ...hod lo phir fadna, waise bhi chut phle se fati rhti h. Tb papa ma k bal khichte huye ek tej k dhakka mara, to ma mere upar chad gai, papa ne turant bal pakad k apni tarf khicha aur baith k chodne lge. Idhar maine apna kam shuru kiya, ma k peticoat upar tha to ma k jhate khuli thi. To maine apna underwear khola aur lund nikal k hilane lga, kuch. My knees refused to unlock.What had he wanted, anyway? As if I didn't know, I thought bitterly. Fucking cretin.Resentful, muttering obscenities, I moved into the water and let it assault my head. I rubbed my face, swept back my hair and ordered myself to relax. Grudgingly, I did. After a minute or two the heat chased the goose-bumps away (both mentally and physically), letting my shoulders relax. I breathed deeply, relishing the sensation of forward-thrusting breasts, no matter how small. I. She was all softness and warmth. I was all hardness and need. I could not sleep. To be this close, but not buried balls deep in Kay's cunt kept me on edge. At one point Kay, turned her head and whispered to me. I nodded and slowly rolled away, standing beside the bed. Kay extricated herself from Maura, who rolled on her back, still asleep. Kay circled the bed, leaned over her sleeping friend, and gently kissed an exposed breast, rolling her tongue over the stiffening nipple. Maura moaned. Kay. Nondescript, with perhaps a slightcast of light beauty on her face, making her enough to briefly captureone's attention, yet not memorable enough to stay there. Her brown hairwas done up in a ponytail, and she wore the black-and-red polo shirtcommon to the employees of this popular chain of gyms. She smiled as he entered the room, and drew his membership card along thecard reader behind the desk. Sure enough, he was one of the ones who shehad been waiting for, and as she handed his card back to.