These very powerful hands were once again searching my body, this time going down to my thighs and lifting my dress. I could feel the cool air hitting...my bare, hairless, and very wet little pussy. I felt his hands firmly start massaging my ass, but when I started to squirm, I felt a very hard slap across my ass. I tried to hold still. No one had said a word.He quickly pulled the dress up over my head. I don’t think the dress had even hit the floor before his hands were squeezing and pulling on. Us din ke bad se na wo mujhse bat kar pa rahi thi aur na hi mujhse ankh mila paa rahi thi,aisa karte kareeb 15 din ho gaye lekin geeta ne un charo ladko se milna band nahi kiya tha,maine socha ki bat papa se karni chahiye nahi to parivar ki badnami hogi,lekin fir kahi papa ye sadma bardash kar paye ki nahi?ye soch kar maine papa se kuch nahi kaha,is mamle ko mai apne dum par suljhana chahta tha,maine ek din fir apni behan ka peecha kiya to dekha ki wo ek local hotel me ghusgayi waha par un. ..underwear's fine." Billy went to the kitchen, behind the counter where she couldn't see. He came back. A banana cream pie was in his hands, still in the tin. Billy had bought this only yesterday at an auction raffle for his local Rescue Squad to raise funds. He really didn't even have an appetite for it, just felt like buying something and that was all that looked worth getting he might make use of.Billy nearly dropped the pie...Anita was standing in the center of the room, naked except for. The time it took for the length of my throbbing shaft to slide into Phil’s stretched sheath seemed forever as I experienced new feelings and sensations. Phil moaned as my hips met his round ass with my whole length buried inside of him. “Oh fuck,” I gasped, “Okay?” “Mmm yeah, it feels good,” he panted. My first few strokes were slow and steady as I wanted to feel everything and was still nervous about hurting Phil. The way his ass gripped my cock made it hard to hold back, but I was afraid I’d.