You begin a slow up and down, as your beautiful brown eyes look up at me. I watch as your head bobs on my cock. I look into your eyes when you raise t...em up. I reach my hands down and brush some loose hair from your face and hold it back. You lower your head more onto my dick, as far as you will go. Your hand strokes beneath your lips. Then you release my cock from your mouth with a popping suction noise. ‘Now it’s your turn,’ you say to me, and you stand. You drop your remaining clothes to the. Margaret shuddered to think of what might have happened. And she knew that whatever had transpired, her husband was deeply involved in the mystery. She could conjure up all sorts of awful nightmares without half trying. Had Mitch craved his own niece so hotly that he'd gotten drunk and gone to the boutique and raped her? Had he even perhaps murdered her in a confused state of lust and passion? No, that was ridiculous to even consider. And yet all those terrible possibilities kept presenting. The adjacent portion is bigger than ours in which Paddu lives along with her parents. I am in my class 12th that time and Paddu is in college. Her parents are close to my parents so does she to me. Her parents are strict and Paddu is very conservative. She had very few friends and I am one of them. About me; I am very reserved, timid, soft spoken but with big ego. Yes ego. About my sexual feelings; I don’t know anything at that age but used to have strange feeling when I saw females dressed. " Her hands floated over her belly and down between her legs, her prominent labia swollen from the fingering of that morning. Not bad, she thought and slipped into the shower. "Ahhhhh...perfect," she whispered softly to herself. Her right hand found and massaged her breast. It wandered down to her cunt as if it had a mind of its own. She loved to pull on her ample labia and did it almost unconsciously. Her large cunt lips were very sensitive all by themselves. Dot and Ted had been her parent's.