00 bajay ghar aata hay q kay wo call center me kaam karta hay is liye us ko is kay sath gup shup ka moqa nahi milta hay is liye wo meray pass aati hay...….may nay bhi kaha kay theek hay ..aur may nay bhi us ko aapnay baray may sab kuch bataya …aunty roz suba mujh ko school jatay hoay dekhti thi ..un ka ghar meray ghar kay bilkul samnay tha …q kay hum log flat may rehtay thay …aik din may school janay ko mood nahi kia …aunty nay socha kay koi ghar bar hay …jab mera bhai chala gaya to wo meray ghar. A diesel truck blew it’s horn loudly and a set of big bright lights barreled towards her. When the loud horn quit blowing the sound of screeching, locked up tires filled Lynn’s ears. The crash was inevitable judging the distance of the truck at her grill. Lynn threw her arms upward. Expecting to be plowed over by an eighteen-wheeler and shielding her eyes from the blinding headlights. The last thing she thought about was … I didn’t fasten my seat belt! ‘Aaaaa!’ She screamed. Lynn sat with her. I came up for air, when Joe lifted me to sit on the counter. He spread my legs wide and buried his face into my pussy. As soon as his tongue touched the tip of my clit, I had an orgasm. I held his face close as he licked me to keep the juice coming into his mouth.“Oh Joe, finger my pussy.” I cried with hunger. Joe did as told and stuck his middle finger in me and slid in and out of my wet pussy. Eventually, the boy had three fingers pumping my wetness. I know I must have come two more. "If you don't mind I'm going to take a bath, I feel a bit grimy. Only,"I kind of fluffed my hair, "I have no idea what to do with all this."That brought laughs all round, apparently Polly and her hair regime wasa standing joke in my new family. When I later explored her room I waspretty staggered at the sheer amount of hair-related products she had,not to mention hair-bands, clips, bows and about everything else youneeded to decorate or restrain hair with. Dawn shrugged."Just pile it in a.