Ek din Santosh ne kaha mamy mujhe market jana kuch saman lane to mamy ne kaha tu akeli kahin nahi jayegi akash ko sath le ja or mamy ne mujhe bola isk... dhyan rakhna kisise mile to bata dena maine kaha thik hai or main apni behan ke sath market chala gaya, raste me hume vijay mila or mujhe or santosh ko apne ghar le gaya tab mujhe pata chala ki meri behan ghar se market ka Bahana karke apne aashiq se milne aayi hai phir mujhe vijay ne cold drink di or kaha tum yahi rehna hum dusre kamre me baat. Then I took Ron’s cock and once again guided it into her little fucking cunt. He slowly went in deeper and she groaned as he started fucking her. She looked up at him and smiled and then started pushing her cunt back on his cock.She said, “Wow, what a way to wake up. A big fucking cock in my cunt fucking me. I love being fucked. I knew I would ever since my sister told me about it. I am going to out fuck her I know.”They fucked and I guess she is still tight because Ron didn’t last very long at. Then I made Martin his favourite dinner as a thank you and laid the table out ready.Martin returned early evening. He was happy as a lark, which surprised me, as I had always imagined the next day scenario would be tense and awkward. We ate and chatted mostly about his fishing. There was no mention of the night before.The next couple of days sped by. Martin went off to work and I contented myself with decorating the spare bedroom.It was Wednesday evening that Martin asked me how I felt about. The two blonde dancers in cowgirl outfits were straddling rocking horses with enormous black dildos emerging from the saddles and sliding effortlessly into the moist cunts. Each time they rocked forwards the dildos slipped out and then were rammed home as they rocked backwards. The audience of nearly naked boys and girls applauded loudly each time a dancer winced from the intrusion between their legs. Two male dancers, just wearing satin shorts, appeared behind the girls, pulling on their tails.