Woh najara dekh kar kisi ke bhi lund mein josh aajeaga. Thodi der unke chut marne ke baad mere dimmag mein kuch kurafaat jaga aur aaj meine unke gaand...marne ka socha aur phir lund ko dhere se bahar nikala aur ice-cream jo thoda sa tha usse lund par laga kar unke gaand mein daalne laga. Bhabhi ko jab laga ke mere dimaag mein kya chal rha h toh who bhaagne ke koshish karne lagi par mein ne usse jor se pakad liya aur lund ko jor se unke gaand mein daal diya tha.Bhabhi:- maadarchod kya kiya tumne. The sisters were in their own trance with both tonguing each other and it even made me wonder if this wasn’t their first time. I later confirmed it wasn’t but it turned out that it wasn’t their last one either.A few minutes of me tonguing her hole, I whipped out my dick and separated the sisters and made both of them kneel down. I was now in control and moved both their faces on to my dick. Ramya knew the drill. She spat on the member and moved her sister’s mouth towards the side and signaled. Then it all changed with a nurse girlfriend. For a while it was the same ol, same ol. and one day she sat me down and gave me this huge medial book. in it she had marked out the section on the female genital. “I want you to go home and read this section, start to finish and when you have we’ll have a chat” To say I was embarrassed was an understatement. I was a bloke - I knew everything!But I did as asked and went home and read the section. It was very mater of fact, anatomical and came. Her thick soft-black hair reached just below her shoulders in a layered haircut. Showing just enough skin in her deep back blouse, to give me an erection, every time without fail.She wore no other jewelry except a thin gold chain and long earrings, hanging on perfected pear-shaped ears, kissing her collar bones. Whenever she smiled, showing her immaculate pearls, the men around her would take deep breaths.The last day before the lockdown was particularly hard on the single boys. Some had to.