Her bosom was no better than B-cup and the thickness of her waist was a natural complement to her womanly thighs. Her long black hair wasn't quite str...ight and it wasn't really curly, but there was a lot of it, which she liked to tie back but Lance preferred she let hang loose.So, she wasn't perfect. But at the price Lance paid for her, what girl could be?But what was most important of all was that Candy belonged to Lance. And what's more Lance could do with the girl whatever the heck he. ” I said. “so I could be like you.”“I always have because I don’t like how it gets caught in my zipper.” she replied.“Guys like it when girls are shaved” I said.“I like it when you are shaved,” she said, “It makes it look so much bigger!”“That it does.” I remarked, attention now back on my still partly enveloped cock. I could see in her eyes that she was ready. I applied forward pressure. My cock barely moved, I applied a little more, and a cry came from her lips. She whimpered, but edged me. Kichukhon por amar akta angul oor gude dhukano bar kora korte thaklam. Oh abar aktu siuriea uthlo. Ami bhoi paye gelam “ aai ja o ki jege gelo”. Kinttu o ghumer modhyei siuriea uthechhilo. Abar ami oor guder rosh amar nunu te lagiea amar hath oor hather upore diea amar bara ta khenchte thaklam kichhu khon pore ami feda jhoriea dilam bus ar modheyi.Aktu amar feda niea oor thote lagiea dilam. O ghumer modhye seta chete nilo. Arpor amio ghumiea porlam. Hyderabad a puchalam sokal 10 tai. Dujone. "It doesn't matter how I act or what I say, keep doing it until I get you to stop, ok?"With her hands she forced my face into her fanny, breathing heavily I drew in her smell right up my nostrils as fanny juice started to cover my chin, I then started to lick furiously as mom put her head flat on the pillows. Mom's thighs lifted off the bed as her hands came under them and took my hands and put them on her tits. "Don't forget these!" mom ordered as I groped them, lecherously taking in all the.