Usne mujhse ir phone karne kar promise karke chal diya ,ham bhi apne relative (jahan ek function attend karne ham jaar ahe the ) whan chal diye do din...baad uska mujhe phone aaya .lagbhag raat ke 12 bje .maine pucha to usne khub gol gol baatein ki mujhe bhi accha laga.phir usne mujhion ke paas milne ko bulaya, aur main ek ranndi ki tarh use milne chali gayi,ye bhi main nahin soch paayi ki wo ek gair mard musalman ahi aurmain ek brahman aurat ,jahan hindu auraton ka muslim mardon se baat karna. Slowly, he pushed his cock up the young girl's ass. He groaned as the tight, slippery warmth of her asshole enveloped his cock in its gripping embrace. Oooohhh, her asshole was good as he slowly kept fucking into her.Janie saw the pain in her mind slowly turning to pleasure. The more prick her asshole took in, the more goodness she felt. She was already feeling full. Her asshole was filling up with cock like a balloon filling with water. Her asshole was full of prick and she suddenly realized. Itpleased me that he was so passive, in some ways. That he always seemedhappy with what he was given, and never asked for more, excited me and,perversely, made me want to give him more. Intimacy with me was a giftthat I gave freely and he was always so thankful and grateful that it wasalways a pleasure to give again.One day we were alone together in my bedroom, with his arms about me andhis head resting on my chest. I took his hand and guided it to my thigh,up under my skirt, to my panties. . ”Didn’t you get hungry?” she asked me. “Yes, akka… somewhat…” I said .Damn! She said My stomach is burning. I took the piece of toast from her hands and started eating. Just as she was thinking that I was going to eat that thing, holding them in my hands, I spread her thighs wide and gave her a nice bit of kinky surprise, by stuffing that crumpled toast into her watery cunt.Oh my god she said I couldn’t bear this sensation. I never thought u will do that. “What are you doing?” she asked me.