3inch h. Me aapka jyada tym waste na krte huwe meri didi ki sasural me hui chudai k baare me btane ja rhi hu jo mene khud apni aankho se Dekhi thi. Me...i didi mujhse 12sal bdi h unka rang meri trh hi gora nd figure umr hone se jyada h 34 28 38 hai. Meri didi chitrangada Singh jaisi lagti h.Gaand bdi bdi ubhari hui boobs nd kmr patla hone k karan Aur v sexy lgti h.wo jyadatr jeans nd one piece pehenti h.Story Tb ki h Jb me 12saal ki thi nd meri didi 24ki thi nd uski shadi 4din pehle hi hui thi.. One day after work I was getting my mail and he came by so we chatted.“I see that you are having some male company these days,” he commented. “I’m sure you must have been lonely after your boyfriend left.” He knew the story.“Yeah, I was. So why didn’t you ask me out?” I half-teased.He widened his eyes and paused for a moment, “I didn’t think it was my place. And I’m so much older than you.”I turned to face him and looked up into his craggy visage, “I’ve had lovers older than you. Have you had. My inner thighs were cool and sticky and wet. I closed my own eyes and began to pinch my nipples, pressing against my clit with my ring and middle fingers a little bit harder. I heard the men both moan breathily in unison and Harris said, "The next time you're here maybe we can get her to come across that fence..."My heart skipped a beat and fell down into my stomach. I opened my eyes. They were both looking straight at me! They each now had hold of their own cocks, and Harris had a sly. " I said my voice sounding clear, but inside my butterflies seemed to be wanting to burst out and fly free."Jade." He said smiling. He handed me the flowers, and ran his fingers through his hair. He was nervous, but didn't act like it. "Thank you for the flowers earlier. You didn't have to send me them, or buy these, but thank you. I love them." I brought the roses to my nose and inhaled letting their scent flow into my nose. "Let me get a vase for these. Please make yourself at home."I walked.