”“ Kyon didi jijaji ka bhi to khasa mota hai. Unka lund to aapki choot mein bari aasani se jaa raha tha.”“ Unka lund to aadmi ka lund hai na g...ore ka to hai nahin aur na hi main ghori hun jo is lund ko jhel sakun.” Main pyar se Viki ke vishaal lund pe aage peeche haath pherne lagi. Meri unglion ke ghere mein to uska lund aa nahin raha tha. Aaj mera barson ka sapna saakaar hone jaa raha tha lekin darr bhi lug raha tha ki kahin meri choot phat na jaae. Viki ne mujhe bahon mein bhar liya aur mere. So we went out for a coffee and chit chatted along. All this while I was in a trance as to the woman I fantasized is now by my side.“Would you have like some time?” she asked.“Sure, what’s on your mind,” I asked perplexed.“I need to drop by home real quick,” Can you take me along?“Sure.”We entered her beautiful home and she locked the door behind us. She went to her room while I was in the living room. She seemed upset. On inquiring, she said that she was upset about losing her camera. I smiled. If my petite wife, all of 45 years old looked a decade younger, I too looked like I was in my late thirties and my spirit complimented the looks.There were a lot of times that I thought she knew I fantasized about her but we kept the charade by limiting ourselves to mild flirting, and equally flirtatious messages on the cell phones.It was during this time that I noticed what eventually led up to our breaking the ice. She was wearing a flimsy pink sari with matching blouse. She had draped the. She was nearly choked by the amount of juice pouring from her sister’s cunt, but she was determined to please her sister, for no other reason the self-preservation. Sammy’s heart caught in her throat as she felt the cold steel of the blade rest upon her flat belly. “You bore me,” Liz lied, barely able to keep calm as her sister’s mouth caressed her throbbing pussy, “If you don’t want any new scars you better make me cum.” Sammy was relieved to discover that Liz’s clitoris was abnormally large.