Kahi baar arpit apni behan ko lane college aaya karta tha. Sath main rahne ka karan mari uski najdikaya badhti gai and last ek din arpit ne mujhse se ...osti karne k liye bola. Main ne dosti k liye ha bole dia dihre number exchange ho gaya or starting main chating karte and last kb wo pyar Main badal gaya malum nei chala main bi ha bole diya. Main kai baar arpit k gahr jaya karti ti ek din main arpit k ghar gayi to weha koi nei hain kavel arpit tha baki sb log market gaye the. Main ne priyanka k. . She sat and we fucked, I fucked her from behind, I lay strong arm over her and fucked her , and more than I want to tell.. she giggled like a teenager and sighed like a woman in lust.. I sucked her clit till she was crying for me to stop and looked me deep in my eyes when I rock fucked her with my two middle fingers and she squirted all over us both... then cried telling me she had never ever done that before .. was I proud or greedy.. I just had to lick and kiss her pussy more and more .. I. Hadn't I cum in buckets that first time? Hadn't she? Had not my surrender to her been the most intense personal and emotional connection I had had with any human in my entire life? Where was the harm in just letting go, and seeing where the current took me? Cuckold. Sissy. Punk Bitch. Those were just words... I responded to my own soul-searching by spreading my legs just a bit. Dianna took that cue, then took me.We watched the sun come up over the lake, then slept like the dead until noon. It. With the thick, shiny black hair, dark kohl-lined eyes that sparked with boundless life and a cute, if not beautiful face, no teenager in his right (or indeed wrong) mind, was ever gonna ignore Nidhi. Her body, toned by sports, but not emaciated by ‘diet’, was enough to interest even those a bit out of her age group. Although she had rather modest breasts, which she made no effort whatsoever to enhance in her standard sports bras, the sight of her, with her hair pulled up at the back of her.