I found my money pouch. Most of the coins had scattered and been retrieved by the thieves. The folding money was still in the pouch. I was still out s...veral dollars. My receipt book was a mess, having landed on top of me in the water. I found a few more coins the guys hadn't seen and then pushed my bike home, sniffling and waving Mr. Henderson back.I threw my bike down at the back door and stomped into the house. Mom looked up from the kitchen sink and saw the state I was in. I was twelve years. Usne mujhse kaha kyu hasre ho toh maine kaha ki tumhari gaand ke paas daag laga h toh usne boli hasre kya ho saaf kro toh maine apne dono haath uski gaand pe rakha aur dabane laga toh seema boli yeh kya kar rahe ho maine bola tumhari itni mulayam gaand h ki dekh k he mera lund khada hogaya hai. Toh usne meko boli pagal kaisi bate kar raha h mai samaj gaya ki woh bhi garam hori h aur maine mauke ka fayeda uthaya aur mera lund shorts mai se nikal kr uski gaand pe rakh diya aur dabane laga. Jaisi. Riley felt unbelievably full; full of hot, horny male hardness, massaging her pulsating, gripping insides like she had never experienced before.They found a rhythm, then shifted it, then changed again, sometimes penetrating her in unison, sometimes working opposite strokes, sometimes her ass being fucked harder, sometimes her pussy. Riley came over and over again, driven crazy by the never ending onslaught of lust driven cock.She looked back over her shoulder to Schmidt, who was stood watching. Within a minute or so, our lady started moaning wildly, loving every thrust I gave her. She especially loved when I slowly pulled out, leaving just the head inside, paused, then slammed my cock into her hard and deep then gyrated my hips with my cockhead rubbing her cervix. It really had been a long time since she had gotten a good fucking. My gf got on top of our lover and started making out with her. I looked down seeing my cock in one pussy and another pussy dying to have me in it. I.