Wo buri trha mera lun chus rhi the. mjhy buhat zada maza a rha tha. Phir wo mujhy apny bed room main lay gai r khud bed py let gae r mujhy apny mammy ...husny ko kaha. Main us k mamay zor zor sy paglu ki tarha chusny laga. Us k munh sy ahhhhh ahhhhh ahhhhhhh ahhhhhh ki awazy nikal rhi the r mujhy buhat zada maza a rha tha.Phir us ny mera lun apny hath main pakra r apni phudi py rakh k zor sy dhaka lagany ko kaha.Lykin abhi main usy r trpana chatha tha. So mene apna lun andar nahi dala r us k. To story pe aate hai. Jab meri padhi chal rahi thi tab mere chacha ka transfer mere seher se dur ek gaon me hu,unka naam satish (change) tha woh bahut hi bhole type ke insan hai , unhone aapna diploma khatam kar ke hi naukari karne ka maan ban liya aur kaam me lag gaye , kaam karte karte unko pata bhi nhi chal ki unki umar shaddi ki umar se baadi hoti gai fir kya ha , unki shaddi ke liye ladki dhundne ka ghar me sab logo lag gaye ,Bahut mehnat ke baad ke ladki pasand aai , unka naam antra tha ,. He got dared to go streaking in the cafeteria and if course he did it with no shame. His dick was pretty big even soft. I imagined Mike naked behind me on my bed pressing me into the mattress while he impaled my tight pussy. I took two of my fingers and worked them into my tight cunt, a tiny moan escaping my lips. It felt so good. I used my other hand to rub my throbbing clit causing me to moan again. I went faster. I was so wet, it was covering my thighs now. I switched my position from on my. We all deal with grief in our own ways. I promise to stop the bad jokes while we are here. Let's go show our respects to your grandmother." She nodded and we walked over to the grave site. Half way there, Cindy reached for me and she allowed herself to lean on me as we walked. At the grave site, she buried her eyes in my shoulder as she cried for several minutes. There were still tears in her eyes as she placed the flowers by the new stone. "John, can I have a few minutes alone, please?" she.