Rubbing her juices all around her little rosebud asshole, I slid one finger barely into her. Instantly, like a vise grip she puckered and my finger co...ld barely wiggle. “Relax, baby girl, Shailu won’t force you to do anything,” I said, and ran one hand up her back soothingly, pulling my finger out of her. She relaxed visibly, and I took my chance – I pinned her head and back down with the arm that had been stroking her and spread her cheeks with the other hand, impaling her on every inch of my. Ye bat mujy us den pata chali ju mai ger mai he tha or soya hova tha ichanik mai ny rony ke avaz soni mai ny gor se sona to mujy pata chla ke aysha khala amne kese dost jis ka nam madeha hai us say batey ker rahi the khala us ko bta rahi thee ky un ko sex key hovy 4 mah gozer gy hai jub madeha ny un ko kis or merd say sex kerny ko kaha too khala ny usy dant deya . Us din ke bad mujy khala per rahim aany laga or mai un ko or nazrooh say dekhny laga .khala ikser kapry dohty hovy apny bety ko mujy. Ms. McTaggart.” Mom cracked open my door.I gasped, rolling onto my back and yanking up my covers which ripped my fingers out of my cunt in the process. “Mom!”She peered in. “It’s okay if you’re naked. We’ve both seen you all week.” The door opened wider, lights pilling through the room. “You need to talk to her, okay. Figure out how to go forward.”Ms. McTaggart stood in the doorway, her curly, red hair farming her face. Her normal bubbly enthusiasm was muted as she stepped into the room. Her. That part, was almost forgotten, but the rest… It had been her birthday. Her mother had surprised her by showing up an hour early at her singing lessons with the intention of taking her out for ice cream. However, Cloud’s dreams, everything had been shattered when she and her mother had gone home. Cloud smiled sadly at the memory. Stubborn, even as a young girl at the age of five. She had protected her mother and in return for her trouble, her stepfather had stabbed her in the shoulder blade..