But my imagination would do the trick and I have jacked off to her many times.Rekha’s husband was a drunkard. He would abuse his wife and as a reaso... she would come and cry to my mother a lot of times. And since my emotions are controlled by my dick, I would feel like I want to hit him. Rekha was always friendly to me since my childhood and she had seen my penis numerous times as a child. I thought she never knew how I lusted her.Chithra was also a great cook and very friendly and she would. "Wow! You and Ronnie were both doing this chick? That's kinky!" she said. Since Susie seemed impressed, I nodded. Maybe this wasn't so bad. Plus Susie had moved a little closer to me on the bed."You know, I was thinking. Maybe it would be better if we play around a little, Austin. Brenda might walk in, and we want to be convincing, right?" she said, putting her hand on my leg. Despite the pounding it had taken, my dick was starting to respond. Susie was pretty hot, and she had those huge green. ’ She followed him to the front door and was about to thank him again for inviting her when he placed a finger under her chin and tipped her head slightly so that she was looking up at him. He looked into her eyes and then pressed his lips to hers. He pulled back with a tentative smile but she was so surprised she could only stare at him. ‘I’m sorry, was that thoroughly inappropriate?’ he asked, worried that he had gone too far. Shaking her head, she stammered, ‘No, no, that wasn’t. Suddenly I heard my sister entering hall and started sweeping the floor with a numb smile. She was wearing a t-shirt and short skirt. While sweeping she was bending nicely to show her cleavage, and then I realised that she doesn’t wear her bra. Her 32 size boobs were hanging as that of mangoes while she was bending. My prick started to grow on seeing those mangoes and I could not hide as I haven’t wear underwear.She saw my prick and again started teasing by bending (as she was sweeping),.