Ye kahani sachi hai aur mai iiska aankho dekha gawah hoon ki kaise meri slut di humare friend relative jinhe hum uncle kehte the se raat bhar chudi…...at tab ki hai jab didi mumbai se ghar chutti me aayi. chuki ghar ke logo ko kuch kam tha so mai aur uncle jo ki humare liye bahut bharosemand the didi ko receive karne ke liye tayaar hue…chuki di ki train subah me thi issiliye uncle ko safety ke liye bulaya gaya tha par mujhe kya pata tha ki jis aadmi ko hum di ke hifazat ke liye bulaya hai wo. When this story happened I was into my thirties.My wife and I had returned from a party and I was fast asleep. In my sleep I could smell pussy with the smell of urine. That smell arouses me.I was up and my beautiful wife had her pussy over my mouth. She said "Mujhe chato" (Eat Me).There was no need for her to say anything. I was like a dog in heat licking her urine smelling pussy which I love.Infact I love a pussy or a cock smelling of urine. So I was in ecstasy licking her cunt like a dog,. Her cunt, peering out from between her legs, was especially sensitive to the continuous sliding caress of the grasses. It began to tingle at the light massage.Slowly, with Mandy totally unaware of it, her body became aroused. Her mind, what was left conscious of it, was too caught up in her own misery to even notice. Still, her cunt soon sizzled and burned and itched with need, providing yet another source of profound aching in her young body.The tingling grew greater and greater, the raping. I can’t take much more. I’m physically and mentally exhausted from being blindfolded, laying on my stomach with my ankles and wrists bound to this fuckin' bench and my cunt walls are hurt and sore from the vibrator inserted inside my soaked pussy, forcing me to cum over and over again. “Just a little moo” he orders again. “No” Steadfastly holding my ground. No way in fuckin’ hell am I going to give in to this or to Him. “I’m no cow or any fuckin’ farm animal Sir” I angrily emphasize in a.