"What were you wearing?" a motherly voice hissed."What are you talking about?" a typical teenage voice whined."Page Six," the mother demanded, her voi...e rising."My theory skirt, why?" Where did that skirt go?" the voice had increased to a shriek."What are you talking about mother?" I mean you weren't wearing anything, you tramp!" Mo-om," the attitude was evident."Don't mom me in that tone of voice. What the fuck were you wearing? No wonder the whole school thinks you're a whore, and all the. .. please." All right. Okay, slut, finish her off."Nina started her pattern of long licks, firmly pressing her tongue along Margo's labia, and up to her clit. She forced her tongue into Margo's opening again, ramming it in deep, then running it all around the edge, ending with another long lick to her clit. Margo's hips were moving constantly, and she was moaning loudly, and whimpering, "Please ... please ... make me come."Nina kept at her until she could tell that Margo was about to crash over. Isliye apani gaand dhire dhire aage peeche karane lagi. To maine ungali par dher saara cream liya our unki gaand ki ched me laga ke ek ungali andar bahar karane laga. Fir 2 ungali fir 3 . magar 3 ungali dalate hi antee ko dard ho ne laga. To maine fir dher sara cream liya our gaand ki ched par lagaya our apane land par.Fir maine land ko gaand ki ched par rakha our dhire dhire jor lagane laga. Mera land dhire dhire auntee ki mast gaand me jaa raha tha our auntee ko dard ho raha tha. tabhi maine. Neither Celeste, nor she would be able to fit that thing in their tiny openings. She knew Tuesday was coming, and she had better get used to saying the words he wanted her to say, without being embarrassed. He wanted her to be able to talk openly and learn, about sexual matters. If he were unhappy with her progress, he would probably hit her again, and enjoy it immensely. The thought of that penis being alive and well was more than she could bare at the moment. Celeste let her hand go and.