What mattered was to get him in and out and his wallet lighter."Hello honey" she says in her softest and best posh voice.Taking off his wedding ring, ...lacing it on the bedside cabinet, he turns to face her."Good morning"His voice, high pitched and quiet, seemed to fit his appearance. His essence, appeared to be, of a man that had been dominated his entire life, either by his wife or his boss. She could picture him in a stressful job and always shouted down to, so maybe this was his way of being. Main aditya mehra aap sab k saath apni kahani share kar raha hu.Ye story mere or meri behan ki hai. Meri age 22 years hai or main pune mein rahta hu.Mere ghar mein mere mummy papa main or meri choti behan rahte hai. Meri behen nishi 19 years ki hai. Figure slim or skin color white hai. Wo bahut khubsurat hai. Uske college mein bhi uske bahut sare deewane hai. Ye kahani tab suru hue jab main apne hometown mein rahta tha or main iss par incest stories padhna suru kia.Dhire dihre maine apni choti. I watched inch after inch separate her lips and glide into her until my entire length was buried in her very tight pussy. I grabbed both butt cheeks and literally pulled her to my hard cock, impaling in her as deep as I could go. She cried out as my cock disappeared into her cunt. Every inch of my shaft touched her pussy wall. “Are you o.k. ? Did I hurt you?” Damn, she was small and tight. She was definitely going to be sore when we were done. "Yeah I'll be fine. Please keep going," she. ‘I’ve missed you so much, darling. Thank you for waiting.’ ‘I’ve missed you too, sweetheart. I’m so sorry for causing all the pain that you’ve experienced these past few years. I tried to tell you I was there, that I was waiting for you, but I don’t think you really believed and trusted the thoughts I placed there. ‘You’re right, I didn’t. Thank you so much for waiting,’ he repeated. He picked up her sylph-like body in his arms and carried her towards a beautiful white palace, somehow being.