”Woh tino hasne lage aur bole “Sali, ab mani, samjh hi nahi rahi thi, bata teri umar kya hai?”Main boli 22, Ranjit bola “Humm, jawan maal hai,...maza ayega.” Amarsinh bola, “Chal ladki khadi ho ja, aur tere kapde nikal, fatafat.” Aisa bol kar woh tino bhi apne kapde nikal ne lage. Main bohut hi dari hui thi aur rote rote frock nikal rahi thi. Woh tino sofe pe nange baithe the.Un tino ke cock aur balls bohut base aur mote mote the. Main un tino ke samne bra aur panty mein thi. Narendrasinh bola,. She stared at the way the water came off the head of his cock, imagining he was taking a delicious piss. She shoved her hand out, cupping his balls gently, caressing them."It looks like you're pissing," she said softly. "I love to watch you take a piss, baby. There's something so exciting about seeing that golden, hot piss spurting from a cock."Billy turned around, and Donna's hand slipped over his hip to his ass. He jutted his ass back. "Like that ass, Mother?" Mmmm, love that sweet ass,. I let out a long low sigh and cum right in your open lips and down your hot throat mmmmm you just keep spreading me open and licking my SWOLLEN CUNT LIPS and squeezing my ass till I cum twice more and my body is weak from the orgasms. I look down at your CUM COVERED face and see those twinkling hazel eyes and smile at you. You pic me up off your face with one clean motion and lay my PETITE body next to you on the bed. You then get between my thighs and spread me wide open SPITTING on my TIGHT. .. have you heard of BDSM?" I nodded."My dad was a submissive. My mom was, it's called a switch? Sometimes dominant, sometimes submissive. They were pretty open about it, very 'anything goes'. When mom wanted to be dominated they had some 'special friends' who used to come over and do that for her. Or for her and dad. They liked all the cliché stuff - leather, bondage, whips, you name it. We had some of all that in the basement. And my parents encouraged us to be curious, to ask about whatever.