Saroj ki behan jis ka naam Ankita hai 21 saal ki hai.Jo boht khobsurt or gori hai or thodi moti hai jis ki wajah se woh mujhey or bhi piyari lagti hai...or chest bhi badi or bhari bhari lagti hai. Saroj ko or mujhey chodai ka bada shauk tha ki koi ladki ho or hum dono us ko chodein. Ek din hum dono Saroj k ghar bethey yehi baat kar rahy the uper se Ankita hum logon ko chaye ( tea ) deney ayi or meri nazar us ph aatak gai or Saroj mujhey dekh raha tha. Ankita key jane key baad hum ney baat dobara. ’ ‘Well, she used to be blonde and I’m pretty sure she’s had a nose job since I last saw her, but that’s definitely Bree-Anne,’ Sarah pointed out. Luke suddenly got a very bad feeling about this and was tempted to grab Sarah’s hand and leave. ‘I was wondering if you two were going to show up,’ a distinctly feminine and British voice said, capturing Luke’s attention. He lifted his head and saw the woman from the picture standing in the doorway, not looking the least bit phased to see them in. He increased the pace and she bucked back at him, heightening the experience for them both. His thighs were slapping against her ass and there was a loud puff of air the escaped her pussy, almost fart like. He drove deeper and she grunted with the effort. He could feel his balls start to tighten and said,"Baby, I'm ready to cum, where do you want it?" "O, shoot it deep in me, lover, yeah deep and far, I want feel it hitting the walls of my pussy. Are you ready?" . ’ A tear starting to trickle down my cheek. My mom and I talked about this for hours until she finally reluctantly agreed. I got up and began taking notes from room to room on what I think needs to be done. This is going to be a lot of work I thought to myself after only doing one room. Am I making the right decision or did I let my emotions get in the way. Will I be able to keep up with this. Shaking them thoughts out of my head I went on with my task. I reached my sisters room and knocked..