No ear-covering, remember? I have to admit, that wasn´t my brightest moment but it was by no means my worst either, which we will find out continuous...y through this story. But how did it come to this? Well, I turned 21 this day and had a huge party in the penthouse of my brother, who was quite a playboy these days. He had lent it to me and I invited all my friends, which meant I ended up on this party with 12 Guys I had sex with before and two girls I barely knew, but who were both quite. I guessed mychoice was not practical in this weather condition and I thoughtsome ladies were looking at me with disapprovals. They must havethought that I was some sort of a tart to dress in such a tinyskirt. Even Miss Ally McBeal would shake her head in disbelieftoo.In contrast to the women, the guys were staring at me with hotlust, in particular to my girlish legs. I could feel themundressing me and wanted to violate me on the spot. I felt sovulnerable in their presences, even though I knew. Unke mathe pe se pasina nikalne laga tha mummy ne mauke ka fayeda uthaya aur acting karne lagi ek gusse me seema ke daddy aap to boht kaminey nikle aap ko sharm nahi aayi apni beti ke sath aisa karne meMaine to aisa nahi kiya kabhi aapke sath itni nich harkat thuu apki zindagi per aur tu seema apne daddy ke sath kahkar halka sa thappad mar diya.Daddy ko jaise saanp sungh gaya tha daddy khamush niche mundi karke khade sunte rahe mummy boli ab mai bhi kuch karti hun dekhta hai mujhe kon rokta hai. “Because his cock was so big, and my pussy’s a little on the small side, we agreed that if I said ‘yellow’, that meant I needed him to go slow, and if I said ‘red’, that meant I needed him to stop, at least for bit, because he was hurting me. Do you understand, sweetheart?” she asked, her tone gentle, motherly. “Yes, I see what you mean,” he answered.“Because it was so big, and went so deep, it always hurt, at least a little. But we also gave each other a lot of pleasure. That’s what making.