Do you make it a habit of walking around like this out here?” my Mom asked.“Not usually, Ma’am,” Julie chuckled and walked over to him. We fol...owed. I had the clothespin on my clit under my skirt. I was trying my hardest to keep a straight face as I followed my Mom and Mandy to the Carport where two young rednecks were.“Damn girl, you look fine as hell! Who are these lovely ladies?” a redneck who wasn’t much more than 19 years old said. He had red hair and one of those pencil-thin mustaches. Kashhhhhhhhh)Priya: mera pallu phir se sarak jaata haipriya: mein thodi derr waise he pallu rehne deti hoosam: Bhabhi gulam ko huqm diyaa jaata hai uskee choice nahi oochee jaatee Priya: aacha gulaam mujhe waha le chalo jaha tum mujhe le jaana chahte hosam: ( tumhareee lacy braa me se jhakte hue nipples ko dekh kar jee kartaa kee unko choosoon aur masloon main..)Sam: aaiye maalkin………..Priya: mein jorse hasti hoosam: ( haste hue tumhaare uthte girte mumme……………….uffffffff dewar flat ho gayaa mar. Sara was a bit modern in her lifestyle and had good makeup and a dazzling red lipstick. She was a beautiful lady and did not need any makeup.I was talking to her about her hobbies and the places she visited. Then I asked about her profession but she ignored that question. I did not ask that again as you shouldn’t annoy a beauty. Her eyes had great kajal which made her look super hot.She said in the end that she was going back to her room and went away.After that, I chatted with my friend and we. Who the fuck do you think you are? I tried to fight it again but like an animal in a trap I couldnt make any moves. He still had that damn grin on his face as he continued to feel me up, this time using both hands for both legs. I arched my back to try to fling him up, but it wasnt helping me much. He was right. There was no way I could escape him… Why? Why is this happening to me? Ok, time to play with your hot little pussy… I kept my eyes on his arms… What did he mean…? He then brought his.