Leaning over, I hold her cushy hips while I kiss her plump ass, my erect shaft resting on her thighs. I spread her marvelous cheeks apart, staring int...ntly at her heavenly asshole. I place my tongue at the end of her pussy and lick up the length of her crack, over her anus and ending at her tailbone. I gently press the tip of my tongue to her little asshole, feeling around and slowly applying more pressure until I gain entry, tenderly pushing my tongue deeper inside of her and back out, faster. “No!!” she screamed, beating at his chest ineffectively with her small fists. “Let me go!” He caught her hands and smiled at her, forcing them behind her back. His big hands easily encompassed both her wrists, holding then out of the way as he pushed her jeans down off her hips. “She was ready to get fucked today.” Scott noted to Bruce. “No panties.” “She’s got a nice ass, too.” Bruce replied. “I’m kinda jealous that’s it’s Mike that gets to fuck her. “Melanie, it’s hopeless.” Mike told. I finished my light meal, and set everything in motion. I had been cruising the internet for a couple hours before I was invaded again. This time my program latched onto it like a dog does a bone. The phone company kicked in and did their part. In less than 5 seconds, I had a phone number and an address.Caller ID is a wonderful tool! Ever since the phone company had set up the caller ID system, it had become so much easier to trace a call. It was a local Boston address. I wrote it down, and. .fuck me like a whore” she cried out, her eyes closed. Raj groaned, “take your bhai’s cock, you dirty whore! You want it, don’t you? Tell me you want it, Simmi didi! Tum apne bhenchod bhai se pyar karti ho, sach hai na? Tell me you whore that you love me, love my cock?”“Yes… Yes, I want your cock! Fuck, yes! Bhenchod haa mujhe tumse pyar hai, tere lun se pyar hai!” she screamed as she opened her eyes again, staring at him, “Fuck Simmi didi, fuck your didi, bhenchod chod apni didi ko!” It seemed.