He could hear a muffled voice which sounded like his cousin’s ‘New Orleans’ was all he could make out. Easy enough, he’d be there in another f...ur hours of driving. The next day the car idled down Bourbon Street. Despite the fact that Mardi Gras wasn’t for months the street was packed with people, just a sea of humanity he had to steer the car through barely able to make out the one in front of his. He looked for a place to sleep but now he could hear his cousin’s voice clearly in his head, he. Mane uss chote se ghaghre ka nada khinc liya or usamae halkii sii do uungli daal ke uss ghagre ke ghere ko thoda sa bada diya jisasse unka ghaghra dhila ho gya mane usse ek dum se naa girne diya , mane use ek dum aram se halke halke niche sarkaya or fir didi nai bhi ek ek pair kar ke uppar kuutha liyya didi kii ek dum saaf fuli huii gori chikni chut or ubbhari huii gaand ek dum khulii or nangi uss musalman ke samne thii. mane ghagre ko le ke khada huaa or ghagre ko dhikhathe hue bola-Me- ye. ?That was your initial beating. Just three little taps. What a kind mistress you have,? said Sinjoro Bartro with a smile.The woman shook her head then ran and jumped off the stage. Her breasts and buttocks wobbled as she ran up to her young owner. Amna watched as the woman threw herself to the ground before her mistress and kissed her feet. In between kisses the slave-girl said, ?thank you, thank you mistress. You're the best mistress in the world, thank you.?The crowd laughed, but not. Cum was ejaculated close to her while she slept nearby, and now she was holding it her hands and the intoxicating smell had her pussy dripping with juices. Her panties were soaked, she was never this horny in her life. All she wanted to do was to shove that tissue down her throat. Then realising that it was Ethan's made her hesitate, but that didn't make her any less horny. She never really had any incest or horny thoughts about her brother, but she told herself that this wasn't exactly sexual..