. What's your name?"He shouted up to a man who was stumbling past, clumsy and red-faced withdrunkenness.The drunk slowly and unsteadily turned to us, ...linking his confusion. Hewas the guy you never want to meet in a bar, but always do - wrong side of40 (possibly wrong side of 50), balding, greasy, seriously overweight,dressed like a clown.The puffiness of the veins in his bulbous nose made me think that theHeart Attack Fairy was probably already circling."Wha...?" he slurred, shifting his bulk. " W-Why?" Gabriella asked, still panting a little, "Because if not you little whore," She spat, "I'll take you back to your father, and we all know the degrading sex shit he made you do, don't we?" Gabriella shut her eyes instantly, "Thought that would make you do as you're told. We know why you came to me in the first place after all. We all know how he kept you locked in that cellar, pounding your little pussy till you blacked out!" She stood up and suddenly gave Gabriella's cunt a swift,. Betty and I pulled together with each other's arms, embracing our bodies. "Oh my, someone is got a stiffy" Betty said, as she felt my hard cock pressing up against her pussy lips and inner thigh. Our lips met, kissing with our tongues embraced in a tuck of war. Betty moved down to her knees kissing and licking me on the way down. Once on her knees, she grabbed my cock, and started lick it, then her mouth went to sucking work. Her lips controlled me like no other, as she sucked; my eyes rolled. Mene didi ke pet ke upar hat rakha or sahlane laga mene didi se pucha didi bato na suhag rat me admi opr orat kiya karte he didine kaha tu soja kio paresan kar raha he to mene khah “nahi didi apko nahi batana he to mat bato” or mene apna muha fer liya didi ne mere kandeKu khichate huve mujhe sidha kiya apna ek pano mere per ke upar rakha jisase mera lund me takat ane lagi mera sorts upar dikhai dene laga didi ne kaha naraj ho gaye to mene kaha nahi didi apko meri bat pasnd nahi aa rahi thi .or.