“You guys mind if we hang out,” I asked.“Just hang out?” replied Matt.“Shhh! When will you learn to be polite,” said Rachel to her brother... and turning to me, “I’m sorry. He’s just really immature for his age. Hanging out is cool.”So the four of us sat by the edge of the pool, sometimes paddling around in the water, and talked. It was pretty typical teenage behavior, hanging out with nothing to do on a Saturday afternoon. The only weird thing was that we talked about fucking our parents,. 36 30 46 or mere wale berth par do ek aunty thi unka naam tha (madhu) wo bhi chandighar ja rahi thi wo simi ke sath thi bas mein he ek ladka tha train chal padi raat ka safar tha ki train dheere chal rahi thi or hamne ek dusre ka intro liya or baatein karne lage ham kafi frank ho gaye the mujhe radhkia bahut achi lag rahi thiFir sab sone ki tayari kar rahe the mujhe neend nahi aa rahi thi kyu ki mein drink or smoke dono karta hu but kabhi kabhi jab koi ocussion ya koi trip ya tour hota hai bas. I put on a condom and tried to insert my cock in her hole, but she was too tight. I then tried streching her hole with my fingers. 5 minutes of fingering with 1 finger, then another 5 with 2 should have made her flexible enough to adjust me inside. I positioned my cock on her hole and gave a strong push. I went in a couple of inches and she started crying with pain. I kissed her and stayed like that for a while. I then starting slow and light strokes and she atarted moaning in sync with my. But it did the trick; seconds later he was lifting her thighs into the air and pushing his groin against her raised groin. “Guide it in babe,” he told her. Her hand was quickly around his shaft pulling it against her opening. As she pulled her hand away he steadied himself, pushing just an inch or so inside her opening, before reaching for her hands and holding them above her head. “This what you want babe?” “Yes,” she told him. “I only fuck whores though.” “Fuck me,” she cried out. “Are.