I tried to sit up so I could see where we were going but, Amy shoved me back down on my back and sat on my face to keep me quiet. The only ho...se that was safe to go to was ours; all the others had at least one parent at it so Susan jumped out and opened the gate to allow the coot into the yard. Amy dressed me while we were driving in and she and Lisa carried me into the house. I was nibbling on Lisa’s pert nipple; she stifled a moan as she wiggled through the back door after they got. Nipples like polished black bullets. Wilma unzipped her skin tight jogging pants and peeled them to the floor, exposing her bubble butt, divided by a stark white plain thong. Removing the thong, which was one of my favourite female actions when they have to extract the string from their smelly cunt gash and standing straight, I saw her blonde! Yes blonde pubic hair which framed her gash, well I hoped it was a gash not a slit. She was as devoted to a colour stylist as Thelma. This was really. He fucked her harder than he did my wife and she was being moved around on the grass every time he thrust up into her. Her moans and groans were loud and getting louder as the dog continued fucking her with wild thrusts. Finally, he finished and before he could knot her, Jan pulled away from him. She rolled over and no sooner had she come to rest on her back, when my wife was between her legs, lapping at her soaked cunt. I watched until my wife had finished cleaning Jans cunt and I stood up, my. Mai kutch nahi bola chup chap khada tha papa mammi kabhi arahe hai bête ‘aunty do din lagegi ‘ahchca do din tak yahi books padate rahoge?’ nahi aunty’ ‘kya nahi, beta jawani isehi hota hai, kya tereko koi girl friend nahi’ nahi aunty’ koi baat nahi bete ye baat mai kisiko nahi bataungi, lekin mere ek baat tereko manana padega’ thik hai aunty’ kya thik hai beta mai kabase kadhi hu aur tu auntyko baitho karake bolata nahi’ sorry aunty, baithiye na please’ beta muze ek promise karo, ise books abhi.