Somnath tavi aaker bola chal uthak bithak laga or bra vi fardiya. Maa uthak bithak kar raha tha unka chuchi hard hogaya tha mu pura lal r gand kanp ra...a tha..10 bar karne k bad o ruk gayee. Somnath ne ak lamba bamboo k chari se uske gand pe zor se 5 bar mari o dard k mare somnath k payer pakad k bola muje app log chodo jaise marzi chodo par aise punishment mat do.O 3 haste haste bola tuje to hum gulam banake raste pe lajake chudwayenge\Mali ne unki panti v utar diya tha ab o puri nagi khadi thi. It was a one time thing. It'll never happen again." Damn! She must believe I'm hard of hearing."Don't bullshit me, Mom. From the way you two were talking it sounds like you've been fucking for him for a while. 'Just bang me like you used to. Use my married cunt.' Let's see, what else did he say?" Please stop it, Eric," she begged."Oh, yeah. 'You're going to be my new whore. I'm going to get you good and pregnant.' Naughty, Mom." It's... it's your word against mine, young man. George won't give. Well, saw..." deep breath, "Jamey ... was doing anything inappropriate behind my back."I took a swallow of my beer. "Ya know what I mean, Verne?"Reference to the old Ernest P. Worrell commercials with Jim Varney caused Roy to laugh and drop his previously antagonistic stance at what I was saying. I laughed with him to let him think that everything was sunny and bright. But there was a growing darkness inside of me that I was not going to be able to conceal for much longer.The silence following. “I bet you’re dripping wet already aren’t you?” To answer his own question, his fingers slid slowly into her slit, over the swollen bud and inserted themselves inside her drenched pussy. Sara’s voice keened a high wail at the sheer pleasure/pain of his fingers. She tried to move, tried to ride his hand or break away - she didn‘t even know, but he just chuckled and withdrew slowly from her honeyed moisture.“No, Sara. Be still. You’ll come and you’ll come hard, but not yet. First, you need.