Aunty – kya kaam hai ?main – darwaje par bol nahi sakta .aunty – to kya ghar me aa kar bolega .main – ha ghar par aa kar bolunga baat hi kuch ...isi hai .aunty gusse me mujhe ghar k andar le leti hai . aur main haste hue ghar mai dakhil ho jata hu .aunty – kya besharmo ki tarha has raha hai bol jaldi kaam kya hai .main – waise aunty aapki umar kya hai .aunty – tujhe kya karna hai tujhe yahi jaruri kaam tha kya ? dafa ho ja mere ghar se ……..main – mujhe hi to karna hai . isliye puch raha tha ki tu. He was a little bit taller than me with brown hair and adorable blue eyes. He was tanned and a country boy. I was twenty-one and he was twenty We were kissing and he had one hand on my breast and then other in my unbuttoned, unzipped jeans, and down in my panties. He was sliding his fingers in and out of my hot wet pussy. His mouth soon replaced the hand on my breast, sucking and biting on my nipple so hard that he gave me a bruise. "I'm gonna leave my mark on your tit being that I can't. "You are a good little ass cleaner aren't you. Mommy hasn't showered for three days. Did you like the way mommy's cunt and asshole smelled? Did you enjoy the taste? I know you did. Now its time to get you ready for happy hour. Is your butt clean? Are ready for Daddy and his friends?" My mind reeled. Friends? Clean butthole? Oh my God, just what did I get myself into? Then, Barb led me into the bathroom and hung up a red bag on the shower door. I was told to assume the position, and. It really tight she was screaming out of pain as I ran across.I than started driving it hard and deep and she held onto my ass as I did this. I hammered her pussy with my manhood and shoved it all the way inside of her my cock completely covered her pussy and she started moaning. Sweet poured off of both of our bodies as we fucked. As I reached orgasm a ripple passed through my body. As I was laying on her kissing and caressing her breast, she told me she wanted me to pleasure her ass.Now she.