I again continued sucking her nipples one by one. “uncle aap ka lund bahut barra hai, meri choot phaarr di hai iss ne”, now she was feeling better...as her tone was louder now she paused and said “uncle ahista ahista apne lund o meri choot mein hilao”.I started pumping her in and out slowly she was hissing as still she was feeling pain with my movement. But as I went on pushing in and out her she was recovering and after good 10 minutes fuck she started responding. Now she was moving her hips up. I all the above process my hands were holding her legs and partially groping her breasts, then I got an idea with my left hand on the breast, tongue in her pussy, I slowly moved the right hand towards her ass, and tried to insert a finger, but it not so lubricated with her pussy juices and forcibly slid my finger in her ass o an inch and she moaned loudly with aaaahhh and raised her waist a bit forced my head deeply into her pussy and I repeated the process of inserting and removing and. However, the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. No names. That way if I did decide to try and get even, nothing on the letter really proved it was from Beth. In fact did she even write it?I went over to the drawer where Susan had kept sentimental things she had gotten through the years. One of her most prized possessions was a letter that Beth had written Susan about a month before Susan died. It was a touching letter that thanked Susan for being the best big sister a girl could. He paused for a long time at her breasts, playing breathlessly with her aroused nipples. She was ashamed of her visible eagerness for him to search her completely because it made her seem like one of the ladies of the night out to tempt men from their money in exchange for her sexual favors.“I am not a Captain, girl. I am only a Sergeant on night patrol and I am here to keep you females safe from the perverts that pass thru our little town on their way to the big city.”He was down now to just.