The stories is starting with one of my cousin elder sister (masi ki beti), her name is Trisha (name changed). She is also living in Patna she is 26 yr... old, married and has two kids. My jiju is living in Ranchi with family and she is working here and living with younger son. All this is happened 10 days before posting this story. Because she is living all alone here and she is so much frequent with me, not any bad intensions.But on that day in evening I heard that she is in a very bad condition. "You have too many clothes on, Kyle. Strip!" I did my best to strip seductively. All I got for my troubles was giggles. "It's a good thing you can play football. You'll never make a living as a dancer. Come here you big lug."I lay down on the bed. Julie and I kissed deeply, rubbing our naked bodies together as we nibbled and sucked on each other's tongues. We did that for several minutes before we paused. Julie asked, "Kyle, have you ever had a blow job?" Yes." I'd like to try and do that for. Sara moaned as her eyes closed, but she sucked harder on his cock.Tom lashed her sensitive clit and had to hold her still to keep contact with her wiggling little frame. She continued to suck harder on his cock, moaning her pleasure as the new sensations raced through her small body. When Tom released her clit and moved up to the small entrance, he found that he could push his tongue all the way to her delicate maidenhead. He thought that it wasn't very deep in her body and began to push. The final line gravelly growled, and with Jacks voice hanging in the air, Katie played the air guitar, stomping her feet to the beat in a marching style, her head nodding like a metal fan, her hair dancing like a fire. She strummed the final chord and bent forward closing her eyes, feeling the passion of the music before righting herself to hit the final beat. That was when she saw him. Stood behind her, reflected in the TV screen. Dressed in black, his balaclava hiding his face, his identity,.