Fir kya tha maine khana khaya lund ki safai ki ot chal diya shikaar par maine bell bjai or aunty ne gate khola ham andar chle gye or aise hi baate krn... lgee tv dekh rahe the to aunty ne puchha tumahri koi gf hai maine mna kar diya unhone puchha ku to maine kaha koi mili hi nahi achhi wo puchhne lagi kaise chahiye maine tabhi jwaab diya biklul aapke jaise wo hsne lagi or thori udaas ho gyi to maine puchh liya shayd unko uncle ki yaad agyi to maine unhe thora honsla diya or moka dekh unhe hug kr. I could hear Billy unzip behind me and feel the back of my skirt lifted. Then I felt my panties torn off. Literally, ripped off, they were really quite muscular. It only turned me on more. Then he began rubbing the head of his dick against my ass-cheeks. It made me feel only more wanton, like I was their personal slut for the night. Even if I hadn’t wanted it, I would have been. After a second or two Billy’s dick was hard. He spread my thighs a bit, not really enough to open me up and reached. "It had been a simple peck on the lips, affectionate but definitely non-sexual, at least to Nancy. To Matt, however, it was a first step as he longingly watched her walk away. After that he looked for excuses to kiss her; good morning, good bye, good night, thank you, anything he could dream up as long as they were alone. Nancy didn't notice the kisses were lasting longer and longer. She also didn't notice that his hands were getting busier and busier. They started out on her back, and then. You can now see her beautiful, shaven pussy. You lay down, placing your head in front over her wet opening. “Teach me,” you say. You lick her once and she shivers at your touch. “Just lick me for some time,” she answers. You do as she says and start licking. She starts to moan softly. That must mean she likes your touch. You’ve watched a lot of porn and try to remember what they always do in those silly movies you watch. You move your index finger towards her pussy and start to push it.