Uski chuchi ekdum tight thi aur uske beech mai pink colour ka arola bahut hi sundar lag raha tha..Kul milakar wo kisi swarg ki apsara se kam nahi lag ...ahi thi… Usne pucha kya dekh rahe ho maine kaha tumhara husn dekh raha hu.. Wo sharma gayi.. Ab mai uske paas gaya aur fir se usko kiss karne laga… Ab kiss karte karte maine use bed par lita diya aur uske ruyi ke gole jaisi chuchi ko dabaane laga… Wo mast hone lagi.. Ab mai thoda neeche aaya aur uske boobs ko chusne laga… Aur dusre ko continue. Oh, modeling, of course, she replied nonchalantly.Harry couldn’t hold back at that point, and took over the story from there. It seemed that, when Rachel lived with him, Harry put together a pretty decent portfolio of his best photographs of her and sent them out to several modeling agencies. Within weeks, he was getting calls about her, and soon they were off to New York City. Rachel wowed the agency people, and she breezed through her auditions. She had bookings lined up by the dozens,. It didn’t take very long as Judith started moaning and asking us to go faster. Lifting her arse out of seat, she gushed a massive piss stream and said’ soak me boys, soak me now. Which we did, from her head to toe and she loved it. Who would have thought it – granny the piss lover. After we cleaned up the mess and showered, we moved to their large bed and both our cocks were ready. Judith asked me to lie down and slowly eased her fanny onto my rock-hard dick very deeply. Bending forward she. It was the love of sisters, the deep, affectionate friendship that endures. She put her hands on my shoulders and then her words hit me like a blow in the stomach. ‘You know, I have always wondered…..’ I don’t know how anger affects you. I’m not even sure it was anger but before she could breath another word, I stood back and a torrent of words came out of me, unbidden, unthought, unwise. ‘Don’t you bloody dare do this to me, not tonight. Don’t you know how often when we have kissed I have.