.Tab mujhe pata chala ki vo sharmaji ki patni nhi thi ye sab ek natak tha mujhe raat mai apne ghar par rokne ka…..Apni nakli patni ke jate hi sharma...i or anand ko koi roken wala nhi tha vo dod bilkul pagal ho gaye the unhone mujhe uthaya or side rakhe bed per lita diya or mere muh bed ke side se neeche latka diya itni der mai done ne apne kapde puri tarha se utar diye the or apne lambe lambe lund mere muh ke samne lake mere face par marne lage…unke mote or lambe lund ek rod ki tarha mere muh. ”“You’re welcome.”“You’re the luckiest woman on four planets. I got to share him for a month, but you get him forever.”Not sure that she believed it, JJ said, “Thank you.”“I’m going to remember all three of you for the rest of my life.”JJ said, “You’re going to be a mother, soon.”“I know,” Donna said with a huge smile.She went to the exit and turned to look at the other three. She raised a hand and gave a little wave goodbye, before stepping out of the room. Just like that, she was gone.JJ. Then we changed positions. She slid off my boxers (though not before giving my dick one more lick) and made me sit with my back against the wall, and then lifted her skirts to her waist and straddled me. She took off her panty and put it in my mouth, as she sensed that I would enjoy it ( and I did!).She gave me another kiss, then just opened her blouse, revealing her gorgeous breasts, and her really tight and red bra. I started kissing and sucking her nipples, which were really hard, and she. I was amazed at the different positions they could fuck in. I liked when mom sat on him with her back to him and rode his cock. Her tits would bounce as she bounced on his cock.At tweleve i started to grow little tits. I could hardly wait till they got big like moms and a man would suck them and pay me to do so. I wanted to be a fancy whore and make the men pay lots for my body. By the age of f******n I had perfect C tits. I hardly ever wore a bra and loved a tight tank top. My ass was round.