Main sone ka dhong karta tha aur wo mere paas so kar mer peechhe se mer lund ko pakad kar ahalati thi. Aur main aankhe bandh kar ke maza leta tha. Maa...apni chhati ko mere hatho se dabwati thi aur ek baar to mer lauda choos bhi liya tha. mai bhi acting karta tha aur maa ke chutaro ko maslata raheta tha. Ek baar maine bathroom khola to dekha ki maa adh nagi bith kar kapde dho rahi thi aur uski gaand ka chhed saaf dikhta tha. Main chupke se peechhe baith gaya aur maa ke gale lag gaya. Mer lauda. As I pulled out a chair to sit down, both women started trying to talk at once. ‘Whoa… hold on. Sara, why don’t you start at the beginning and explain this thing to me please?’ I asked, deciding that there was nothing better than hearing something first-hand. ‘Ok,’ began Sara, ‘as you obviously know, I also have problems with my period as well as generally being way too stressed out.’ Shelley and I nodded, identifying with that.. ‘Well… I have been thrashing around for a while now, looking for. ..i was allowing a person to suck my cock ..that too in a theatre..Then he told me he was not comfortable that way and told me he will come in front of me and suck....he sat in between my legs and started playing with cock...he told he wanted balls also..and told me to remove pant till knee...i was scared and told him its theatre....he told me to look around and that no ones around...the theatre was half empty...then i let him pull my pant down...he pulled it along with my underwear...and. I have never been fucked in a laundry room because I was embarrassed to ask. It was my own dirty secret and I like it that way. My apartment has the laundry room in the basement. I started to go there late at night, put some random clothes in the dryer, and rub my pussy against the warm metal, cumming and cumming under the fluorescent lights. Nobody ever did laundry at that hour, so I started to dress more and more like a slut with each visit. It made me wet, and I felt so dirty. I have small.