And I'm not.... what did you call it?….. Jail Bait anymore", she giggled.Joe jumped up and took Melissa by the hand and led her to the insturment st...rage room in the back of the band room and locked the door. He lifted her skirt and sat her on some cardboard boxes and dove right in, burying his face in her soaking pussy. She moaned loudly, pulling the hair on the back of his head. He licked up from her hole to her clit, flicking his tongue, feeling her little knob on his lips. She clenched. Mai is time indore me hu, maine waha rent pe room liya hua hai, ground floor pe makan malik or 1st floor par mai rahta hu, makan malik ke pariwar me 2 bacche uncal or aunty rahte hai bade bacche ki age 15year or chhote ki 10 sal hai, aunty ki umra 35 year hai ,uncal ek private company me job karte hai, or wo jyadatar bahar rahte hai,Mai unke dono baccho se ghul mil gaya ,aunty se bhi kai batn hoti thi , koi bhi kam ho wo mujhe bula liya karti thi,wo dekhne me ki 16 sal ki ladki se kam nahi thi. Mostly Ava gives them an autograph or a hug and they go on their way. But not this man. Not John. For Ava had seen him too, sat in the front row almost every week with his friends, and he had caught her eye. The tall, dark, handsome stranger, with eyes like circles of charcoal, hair swept back from his face, perfectly suited and booted. John would be getting more than his t-shirt signed tonight, that's for sure. "I'm certain it is, John," she whispers in reply. Ava sets her glass of wine down. Edwardo was on his knees at the foot of the bed, his penis rock-hard yet again. And he was moving my legs apart. Shit! He was going to fuck me!“Michelle, please don’t let him do this to me – I beg you. Please. I don’t want this.”“I know you don’t, dear, but I didn’t want to have sex with that goddamn prostitute that you invited into our marriage bed, after nagging me about it for years. So, DEAR, you’re going to do me a favor and let Edwardo fuck you up the ass. Unless you’d rather fuck him up.