Fuck….Mee….Fuck me harder. … Oooo mmmmmm……Yes yes. Tear my pussy. .. Stuff my pussy with your cockkk…Ahhh”It was what lavanya heard….....Lavanya just like all girls started to get wet and hot from hearing these. …. As there was no one on the floor she slowly opened her zip of the pant and inserted her middle finger into her pussy and started masturbating….. She was getting wet from all these….. The family who were living on this floor was 46 year old suresh and his very young wife lakshmi who was. Ron was saying he was sorry and didn’t know until he read what I wrote about it being the first time I had it rough like that. I told him not to be sorry because when he asked me if he could, I told him to because I wanted to try it anyway. I admitted to him that I was a little scared when he started cumming down my throat and I ran out of air and he just held his cock down hard until he was finished, but at the same time it was fun. Not that I want it like that all the time but it was. The cross country skis were hilarious, extra long with curved up tips. Only attached to our shoes at the toes. We both fell over heaps at first. We slowly got used to the skis and were able to make progress, aiming for Rocky Valley alpine lake and Mount Mckay. The lake was about two hours walking from the downhill ski area. Set in a wide valley, the slopes on the sunny side across from us, had patches of snow and bare rocks. On our side there was more shadow and more snow. The lake was a white. Somehow the long white hair had survived the trip down the chimney without a trace of soot, and was exquisite lying on the red fur of the jacket. The bushy eyebrows had been plucked and the long eyelashes were simply astounding. Naturally the lips were a bright cherry red, but the ample breasts, even when compared with that famous tummy full of jelly were a bit of a surprise. What was completely unexpected, though, was Santa without his trademark beard. Not only that, but not even a beard.