Me aage badha tabhi aunty picche mudi aur boli curtains lgane he. Mene k bola. Vo chhota table aur curtains leke aai aur khudhi table par chadh gyi au... muze boli table pakdo. Vo jaisehi uper chadh gyi unki gand mere samne thi. Muzse control nhi hua. Us leggins se unki res panty saf dikhai de rhi thi, mene apna mu aage kiya. Aunty ko pta tha me kya kr rha hu. Curtains to ek bahana he.Me gand ki darar me apna mu ghusake sunghne lga. Aur jibh se jitna andar ho utna andar pohochne ki koshish krne. The loud thump and Roger's angry cursing got everyone's attention. He tried to rub his head but they had handcuffed his arms behind his back. That was all he could take."Roger just lay back and relax." Jenny said in the calmest voice she could muster. But, the angry boy just kept fighting a valiant, but futile struggle against the handcuffs trapping his wrists and ankles. Anger and fear crumbled what little control he had left. Panic filled him. Thrashing around like a mad man he attempt to. The driver asked what the hell I was doing out on a lousy night like this, of course the whole story came out, back then there were few radios in cars so people talked. I got a lot of sympathetic noises and he asked how serious had it been, had we had sex, had she at least jerked me off, eliciting a no response from me. Somehow the conversation changed to did I jerk off and did my mates, before I knew it the conversation had jumped again and it revolved around him enjoying sucking cock and. I wanted this just as much as she did and I just couldn’t help myself. (“Tell me more.” I beg as he fucked me harder.)(This whole situation was turning me on. I love him fucking me and confessing.) I used my hands to shimmy up her mini and I could feel her garter that led to her black lace panties to my surprise, she let me stick my fingers right inside her pussy. I could feel the heat and I played with that thing until it was nice and juicy. I begged her to hurry up and sit on my fucking.