The only sounds in the room were the sound of John's wet kisses, along with whispered protest from Bianca: “no John.........no............no...................please.........ohhhh” There was a wet smacking sound from his tongue and lips indulging themselves on her skin, and soft mewls and sighs from her as he stroked her body. Her pussy was soaked. As his mouth reached the top of her ass, he began licking down the crack, with occasional kisses being placed on her cheeks. She stiffened a little. Of course it is a sin, but my sisters are thinking I need maybe a little sin to stop a bigger one. They think I should make a good mother and I am thirty-four, not so young any more. So, yes, help me to enjoy the men.’ She lived in a very small house at the end of a quiet street, an almost clichéd rose covered cottage. Apparently she had to have her own house because she had been asked to leave her mother’s home and an apartment because of her nocturnal ‘carrying on.’ I asked to sleep on her. Aur voh jor jor se chusne lagee aur mujhe bhi maza aane laga aur mein jorjor se aaabhabhai aaaaabhabhi kehne laga to usne kahn ke mueh bahi nahee mere naam se pukaro to mein usko naam se pukarne laga.aur mera virya nikalnewala tha to tabhi meine tasneem se kaha ke mei nikalne wala hun to kaha niklun to usne mere mume hi apna virya nikal do aur usne jor jor se mere lund ko chusne lagee aur mein uske mume jhad gaya.aur usne pura kepura ek bund bhi bahr giraye huein xht gayee. Phir usne kaha ke. "Damn you!" she shouted, her eyes blazing with frustrated anger. "If you won't, I'll get some of your friends to show me their cocks!" You wouldn't dare!" he gasped."I sure would," his little sister hissed, reaching for his zipper again. "And you know they'd be more than happy to let me play with their pricks.Knowing that she was right, he just stared at her with disbelief as she opened his fly. While he sat in stunned silence, she reached in and gently withdrew his soft, limp cock, staring.