Meri age 19 year old h or mera figur h 34 26 34 mai iss par kai mahino se kahani par rahi hu mere boyfriend ne kaha ki mai bhi apni story likh bheju t... story pe ate hYe baat 3 mahine pahle ki h mere pitaji ne ek newhome banwaya waha jyada hindu h mere ghar ke samne jo ghar tha usme ek ladka rahta tha uska name yuvi h hume apne new ghar mai 1 hafta ho gaya ek din jab mai chat par sham ko tahlne ke liye gayi to mere samne wale makan mai yuvi excesize kar raha tha mai usko dekhti rah gayi wo bahut. I went into the water and took my knickers off and pulled on my running shorts, as I decided to go back home. There was no pain just a deep empty feeling, as if there should be something more down there filling me, it was an ache, one I could not scratch, but when I caught my uncle looking at me, I felt a mixture of embarrassment, as if he knew what I was feeling, and a deeper thrill in my stomach, I knew he liked to touch me, it was a dirty thought, like some I was having as of late, and I did. I started to lick the whole thing, up and down. "I like that, but I want you to open my lips." It should be stated, whatwver Cindy's perceived physical imperfections, her pussy was genuinely beautiful. Lush, fleshy lips covered by fine hair parted at my fingers. She was wet. Not dripping or anything, but noticeably wet. I started to stick my tongue directly inside her, thinking this was what she wanted."Oooohhh", she breathed, "that is so good. Don't stop. Oh yeah, lick my pussy. Ohh, so. She loved her trashy novels. The sex was decent and the stories were always ridiculous and predictable. Mary just ate it up.She was in the middle of “The Passion of Prince Malcolm.” It was basically the same story as every other trashy novel. Man sees woman, he must claim her as his own. Headstrong woman will not be possessed by a mere man. Fiery battle of wit and word commence. Man finally wins over woman’s heart, but not without what could be the longest session of fornication known to man..