She stood panting, looking at him and then turning her eyes away.“Sorry,” she mumbled. “So sorry.” And she ran off, becoming a rustle in the b...shes.He was alone.Standing under the roof of leaves, his ears seemed to pop open. Sounds returned – the birds sang, he heard a distant airplane. His hand, still slick from the girl’s orgasm, moved over the satin crotch of his shorts, cupping his bulge.It felt like holding a hot little animal.When he squeezed, incredible sensations spread through his legs. He inquired if she wanted to eat in, she declined, and he was suitably disappointed. Text massages kept me up to date, his obvious excitement from seeing her high heels and dress, a form hugging number that rode up her leg as she exited the car. His confirmation by hand, that she was indeed going commando. “Slut!”, he whispered. Sometime later I received the coded text, “your favourite song is playing”, and on queue I dialed her number, she fabricated a conversation for his benefit and. During night I used to go near their bedroom door and used to masturbate hearing her moans. I used to peek while she changes her dress. I was also lucky to see her naked body during such times. I became more and more crazy to fuck her. One day I was in home. I was in my shorts. My dad was on a business tour. I went to kitchen and saw my step mom working. She was wearing small skirt and shirt. She was not wearing any bra and undies. Her nipples were protruding through her shirt . My cock became. Main unki chut lal lal kardi. Jab woh jhad gayi to usse apni pakad kamzor kardi main bhi samaj gaya ki woh jhad chuki hai aur mera lund to rukne wala nahin thaa maine use khoob zorzor se alag alab positions mein chodhne laga karib 45 mins baad main toofaan ki tarah jhad gaya aur powerless hokar uspar leteraha karib 15mins baad mera ghoda jung ke liye phir tayyar tha ab uski gaand maraane ki baari thi voh tohvirin gaand thi thodi der hi sahi par us me bhi kamyaab hogaya aur uski tight gaand ko.