Listening to that story had made HUMA's pussy wet but she didn't understand why Aunt SHUMAILA did it and asked her and SHUMAILA replied you 2 are not ...he only ones who hate the hijab and the men of this family which made both of them smile and now HUMA ran and hugged her aunt and got licked on the face. SHUMAILA then told the girls to wait till the night and they'll have fun.The day went by with that big lunch and family talk and with most of days prayers which HUMA and HINA performed while. I layed back in my bed and the thoughts of our experiences came rushing back. My hands ran up my chest and over my nipples, like he had done to me years before. My cock was throbbing just like it did back then and there was even a drop of clear pre cum forming at my cocks tip. I turned to my side and ran my finger tip along the crack of my ass and circled my asshole, then rubbed it gently, just like Eric did. I remembered the first time I touched him. Even through his pants, I could feel the. Saro smiled at Jabin, “Yum that was delicious! Thanks for sharing.” Jabin looked over at the other couch where John was smirking, drinking a beer, and stroking his balls and half-hard penis. She winked at him and said to Saro, Do you like to take that monster in your ass. “I’m good at sharing things.” The wind outside had completely subsided. The cabin was still bathed in darkness, except for the fireplace. They rested and chatted and enjoyed the crackling flames. After a short while, they. My lips were absolute candy.We both ended up with strapless gowns that ended a foot and a half aboveour knees. Hers was a stunning number in dark burgundy while mine was agirlish, shimmering swish of lavender. The bodice of my gown was gatheredin tight flowing horizontal lines that unfolded in a graceful slopedownward as it hugged my enhanced breasts, once again made to look like Ihad a lot more cleavage than I really had. I looked like I was bustingout of my top with 38 Cs and could hardly.