Impressionante visão, maravilhosa e entesoante proximidade. Eu já não aguentava e fiz sinal ao P. Ele deve ter entendido mal e estendeu a mão para...a nádega da Sandra acariciando-a em toda a extensão, enquanto a S olhou de imediato para trás sentido uma textura da mão diferente, do toque provavelmente, olhando para mim com um olhar de surpresa e de forma algo incomodada.Em simultâneo, o P saiu de dentro da I com o pau em riste, reluzente, como quem esperava que eu fosse ocupar o lugar dele,. This is my first story on Indian Sex Stories.I’ve been following ISS from the past few years.I’ve always wanted to post a story & here I am with the story.This story is a fictional one but damn hot to make you cocks hard & pussies wet.Let’s go to the story………My family consists of 4members,Father,Mother,Me and my sister.We were a middle class family.My father used to work as an employee in a well renowned company,my mom was a house worker and my sister,presently in her 20’s is studying. Candace is falling under a spell at the feeling of the massage, the light caress of her shirt against her nipples, and knowing her father is staring down her shirt. It is during this intensifying massage that a knock sounds from the door.Scott sits back, his daydream clearing from his head. Candace refocuses on the room, as if woken from a dream. “I’ll get that.” Scott says standing up. Last think he is interested in is having Candace answer the door in just a t-shirt, with no bra and her. ’ Cindy couldn’t think of anything to say and just shook her head in sympathy as Ann continued. ‘However, I should point out in defense of my virtue that I did manage to negotiate my visits down to only once every other week. I mean, I might be cheap and go down for grades, but I’m not easy.’ After another silence, Cindy asked, ‘Was it terrible?’ ‘You mean having to ball Mr. Perkins? If you don’t count not being able to sleep the night before, then feeling sick that morning and dirty.