I pulled up the ladder and hatch and turned round as she latched onto my face once more. My hands, now free from the implicit vow of public decency n...w explored her perfect form with impassioned gusto. I stripped her of her thick jumper and paused, marveling at the full sleeve tattoo emblazoned on her left arm. The detail was stunning, a phoenix with it’s tail wrapped around a blossom tree it was perched on. My eyes wandered back to her face and she giggled lightly. I once again attacked her. “I’m all all yours” I said, “anything to keep the guest happy” as I removed my shirt and pants, while his face navigated down my chest to my nipples and started sucking lavishly sending electrical impulses radiating around my body. With some careful manoeuvres I was out of my pants from around my ankles and naked like him and was able to drop myself to my knees to return the favour to his delicious nipples and hairy chest savouring the delicious scent of manliness from the shower-gel he’d just. Agar tumne Sushil ko behanchod bana diya hai to aapka mujh par bhi to hak hai. Mera lund bhi pyasa hai tere liya didi. Ab se tere ek nahin do do pati hain meri behna. Mera jijja to maderchod namard nikla, lekin tera bhai namard nahin hai, meri behna. Aur sale Sushil, mujhe sharabi bana kar meri behna se ash kar rahe ho maderchod. Ye nahin samjha ki meri behan ko main bhi chod kar maze le loon…..ahhhhh didi teri gaand bahut tight hai..” Didi ke sharir mein ek lund andar ja raha tha aur dusra. To be ... happy ... to see a Negro.But, being young and full of excitement about their newfound hobby they chattered to him about the books, and Curtis Lee told them about the mansion.“Now don’t you go fillin’ the heads of those precious girls with all that nonsense,” drawled Miz Hopkins. “That old place is a-fallin’ down, and all that fiddle about ghosts is just horse pucky!”“Ghosts?!” squealed both girls together.The only way they could get any more information was to take Curtis Lee.