Aapko meri pichli story bohat pasand aayi aur mujhe bohat se mail mile thanks. Maine aapko bata tha tha ki mere dost ki mom anu ne mujhe kya birthday ...ift diya tha. Aaj main aapko aage ki story bata wala hu.Mere birthday ke baad mujhe anu akele milti he nahi thi main usse chod nahi pata tha . Main hamesha aapne dost amol ke ghar jata rahta hu to mujhe pata chala ki amol ke papa ke maa ki tabiyat thik thi nahi hai aur uncle aunty ko unse milne jana hai. March aane wala tha to uncle ja nahi skte. .I like...AHH..MMMM...being fucked....AHHHHHHH...by Hindu dicks. Ohhh Ammmmmmmmmmiiiittttttt" I yelled as the first orgasm hit me. I don't know if Amit making me acknowledge the taboo nature of this encounter played a role in it, but I had an extremely intense orgasm. I yelled and shuddered as it lasted longer than usual. "I wana hear my Muslim bitch scream with pleasure." Amit said triumphantly "Bet she is a sunni bitch too. Are you? Are you a sunni slut?" "Yesssss" I exhaled. Amit was still. Hum tino hi hansi mazak mein kafi khul chuke the aur ek dusre ki chizon ko chin lena, chupa dena ye sab masti bhi chalti thi. Mein bed pe leti hui thi aur pallu sarak chuka tha,maatha halka bhari ho gaya tha isliye aankhon pe pallu daal ke nind ka sa bahana karke leti thi aur raju ke laptop aur mobile se data transfer etc chal raha tha, raju ke mobile mein password tha isliye video file nahi khuli aur wo dena bhi nahi chah raha tha aur mobile hang hua tha toh mere pass hi baith ke mobile khola,. The jeans hugged her body and she had a beautifully tight ass. I probably held on to her hand longer than necessary but her skin and touch were so soft, I didn't want to let go. Over the next few days I became friendly with Ann and David. They were a really friendly couple with a good sense of humour. They seemed to make sure I was OK and that I was never left out of things. We ate together and at night, we'd talk and drink until late. The holiday was great. I was having fun and I got to spend.