Ab aata hu story ki heroine pr unka naam hai gurpreet( name changed).Agr koi bhi aunty ya ldki jo ki Karnal jo Haryana me rhti hai or sex krna chahti ...ai to mujhe contact kr skti hai. Full privacy will be maintained.Aur ye meri 1st story hai to plzz agr koi glti ho to maaf kr dena. Ab chlte hai story pe. Meri mami bhot hi sexy thi or mere mama or mami ki love marriage thi to aap soch hi skte hai ki kaisi hogi. Unka figure to mujhe pta nhi pr vo bhot hi sexy thi. Unki gaand moti thi or unke. I brought it between my legs, wetting the end of the handle with the juices of my arousal. I began to tease the little nub I loved so much with it's slickness, gasping out loud at how good it felt. It was as if a man were actually in bed with me. The thought moistened me more, and I then took the handle and traced the edges of my sex with it, moaning as loudly as I dared.I could not take any more of this delicious agony, and I slipped the handle between the petals of flesh and into my virginal. Abigail lifted her chin and looked into his eyes as she told him that Greek was in the ass and that it was something she had endured on too many occasions. It was time for her to bear her soul and tell him just what it was like on the street. Abigail let him know of the times she had been fucked by many men at once until cum was dripping out of every orifice. How she was used and abused then discarded like a Christmas puppy. She told of how some guys liked to beat up on her or how they shit and. I see the source of thunder in a beautiful leather boot inches from my face rising up to the cuff of a pair of worn jeans, yet far beyond my grasp. I want so badly to show my gratitude to her, to show her how much I truly missed her presence."Is the little bitch ready to get out of her cage? " she asks like she's talking to a dog.I have no control over my body as it hops about in its cage like a dog; my bladder way beyond what I would normally be able to hold. My Mistress again lowers herself.