Didi k muuh se “aah aaahaaahh” nikal raha tha. Mne apni raftaar bada di or didi or zada arouse hone lagi. Ab vo bhi aagey pichey hokar lund ko and...r bahar kar rahi thi. Pure kamre m humari chudai ki awaz fail chuki thi.M apni speed badata gaya or didi or tezz chillane lagi – “fuck me fuckk me sameer, fuck me harder”. 5min tak m unhe ase hi chodta raha or fir ruk gaya kyuki m jhadna nai chata tha. Mne unki choot se lund nikal lia. Unki choot puri geeli thi or mera lund unki choot k pani se pura. Some Saturday mornings they would wake up and hope they could get away without waking the 'luck giver'. ('A two at Ten, is a 10 at Two.' Someone you wouldn't be caught dead with at 10pm looks whole lot better at 2am. That is an unwritten Murphy's Law.)"All those beer bottles pitched out of car windows on Friday night are a teenagers Saturday fun."The first thing you do is raid the furniture. Daddy had a favorite chair he'd nap in. There'd be a weeks worth of change in the cushions. It might. OHHH!…OAR..!", Alison howled in orgasmic bliss as brilliant green eyes turned white to roll into the sockets of her skull. Her body spasmed in ecstasy, thrashing violently around invading cum soaked ring finger and prompting a flood of arousal to forcefully spray from gaping twat to paint steering wheel, dashboard, and front windshield with her womanly nectar. Her remaining strength rapidly fleeting, she slumped slightly forward and collapsed to her side to sprawl sidelong upon the front seat. I shrugged my shoulders. ‘I guess so’ I said feeling a pang of regret as Susie left the room. I got myself a drink and sat back to watch the TV. This weekend was definitely not going to plan but the enticing enigma that was Emily had certainly stopped it from being a disaster. Right on cue there was a knock at the door and Emily stood on the doorstep in a tight t-shirt and jeans with a light coat slung casually over one shoulder looking the picture of innocent beauty. ‘Come in’ I said ‘Susie is.