Aur meri didi bohot sunder hai jab bhi chalti hai to unke gand hilta hai. Jab bhi wo ghar se bhar nikalti hai to bhar kisi bhi ladke ya uncle lund kha...a kar de wo hamse jeans heel and top pehneti hai aur bikul item lagti haiSo me story pe aate hu baat us tym ki jab ki jab meri didi ki shadi nhi hui thi nd us tym didi bcom me thi college jati thi didi mujhse 5 saal badi hai wo mjhe hmse manti thi mene kabhi galt nahi sochte tha per ek din mene didi rat me soyi hui dekha us din me didi gheri nind. 00 pm the following day and instructed me not to wear any pants and to let her do all the talking! I arrived at the allotted time, and saw her standing there looking like a very dowdy OAP. Not the sexy granny I had seen previously. She came over to me and said: ‘ I’m sorry to trouble young man but my friend has let me down would it be okay if I could sit with you as some strangers can take advantage of an old lady in the cinema’. Of course I readily agreed but to keep up the role play, I. So we sat and started chatting about this and that.In the middle of nowhere, I asked her that how was her life. She said, “It’s fine”. I asked, “Just fine? Why not good?” (well my wife must have told her that I like sex a lot and we do lovemaking at least 4-5 times a week). She said, “Everyone is not lucky”.I asked what happened and why did she say that. And she was silent. I took her hand in my hands and was kind of consoling her. But that moment was different. The heat was coming out of my. You couldn't fucking believe, you'd just been sold for a quid and to be used for 24 hours at someone's party. After all the blokes had fucked you, cum in you, cum over you, you were in untied and handed over. You were taken to a luxury apartment and told to get washed and shaved smooth ready for the morning. After just a few hours’ sleep you were woken and told to bend over, as you bent over four young boys walked in and you were told that it was his son's birthday and you were to do exactly.