Aunt: now come fuck my ass holeMe: u said u will never allow me to fuck youAunt: you son of a bitch, do what I say, I then inserted my dick inside her...back side hole and started to pump heavily…Aunt: ya ya…nalla kundi adida (fuck my ass hole) my son.Me: sari Vanitha chithi(ok aunty)Aunt: don’t call me vanitha chithi(aunty), call me thevidiya munda(prostitute)Me: ya dodge it vanitha thevidiya munda(prostitute)I did fucked her for a while, though she did shit before this session she still got. Woh tabhi phir se bathroom se jhuk kar dekh raha tha ki kya hua. Main kitchen mein gayi. Chhup ke se dekha ki woh dekh raha hai kiya. Woh ab nahi dekh raha tha. Maine kitchen se ek chhuri li aur sofe ke neeche rakhi, back up ke liye. In case usne attack kiya toh! Baarish ke shor se usse bhi pata nahi chala ki maine kitchen se bahar aa kar chhuri chupayi. Main bedroom ke bahar bhi kapde sukhaane rakhe hai kya dekhne gayi. Maine darwaza band kiya aur window ke bahar dekha toh mere bhai ke kuchh. But the intensity heightened, and soon the teasing turned into a burning sensation that made me gasp for air and want more of it. I looked at him, his muscles tense, his face focused. I was floating in a space of bliss with him.He came closer and brushed the flogger tails against my thighs. I moaned. “Oh, look who is all needy already. What does the puppet need?”, he asked while looking at me.“Please can you fuck me, Master?”, I whispered.“What makes you think you derserve that, puppet? You. Her hands moved to my legs, moving up the stockings, under the skirt to squeeze my buttocks. I lifted the bottom of the shirt to slip my hands around the soft flesh of her waist. My lips moved down her neck, her head thrown back, and I found myself undoing my own shirt to get at her breasts. We kissed again, my hands cupping the warm firm shapes of her tits, before I had to bend down to reach them with my mouth due to the high heels. Brushing the sides of the shirt out of the way, I kissed the.