Petticoat Manju ke ghutne ke upar tak charha hua tha aur uski ek tang, jangh tak, nangee thee. “Didi, kya kar rahi ho”. “Bahut garmi hai, nind n...hi aa rahi hai”. “Mai tumhare bed par aa jaon”. “aa jao” Mai turant Didi ke bister per chala gaya aur Didi ke bagal me jakar let gaya. Us samay mai sirf short pahane hue tha aur upar kuch nahee tha. Mere dimag me ek bat ghum rahee ki Mami na sahi mai apni Didi ki sundar shareer se khelunga. Thori der ke bad Didi mujhse boli, “tum mard log kitne lucky. “Whap!”The pain burned across my backside, but there was no real time for the pain to register in my brain. Mrs. Taylor immediately returned the thick, black leather belt to her shoulder, only waiting to check that Jane and Pauline had a secure hold on me. Once she was happy, the belt was sent on its way once again.“Whap!”My screams, cries and promises to be good from now on were muffled by being pushed down into the dining table and over the next ten minutes or so, Wendy Taylor administered a. This was something new to me, but after a short while I gently took hold of the cock, and started stroking it in time to stroking my own. "Suck it", came a voice from next door. I wasn't about to do that, and carried on stroking him."SUCK IT", the voice came louder. I though for a while. I'd been reading about guys giving blowjobs to others, and had wondered what it would be like. This was my chance to find out!I leaned closer. Touched the end with my tongue, then went for it and took it onto. It didn’t take much before Heidi was clinching her fists, shaking and trembling as one of many orgasms rocked her body. I prayed there wasn’t any cops anywhere nearby and I did my best to drive steadily and safely.Heidi grabbed at my manhood. I was rock hard. She begged for me to pull over and stop. We were only a few minutes from the house. “Hang on,” I said.Heidi unfastened her seat belt, arched her back and then stripped out of her cocktail dress. She had one of the most gorgeous bodies I.