Mai utha or nahake aaya or mai janbujkar kapde le jana bhul gya fir maine didi se towel managa unhone lake diya or mai natak krne laga ki mai bathroom...mai ghir gya or mere pair mai lag gayi didi ne kahaMai malish kar deti hu didi tel leke aayi or ghutne tak pair ki malish kar rhi thi or mai towel mai hi tba sirf didi ke hath bahut soft they jab wo malish kr rhi thi to mera lund khada ho gya didi use dekh rhi thi fir maine kaha didi thodi sir ke malish bhj kar do to wo krne lagi or mere upar. ” “Charlotte,” Mr Granger called over the fence, concern in his voice. “Charlotte, are you okay?” “Yeah,” she called back, her voice a little higher than it normally was, her breaths sharp. “Are you sure?” she heard his gardening boots crunch against the soil in his garden as he stepped closer towards the fence. “Marge has just made fruit punch, your welcome to come over if you’re feeling lonely over there!” his voice was friendly and good-natured, he was like an Uncle to Charlotte and had been. I had had sex with other men in civilian life but kissing was something I never had a desire to do. I could not get enough of his lips though and soon our tongues were entwined in an embrace that felt so right and so good and down below decks things were certainly stirring.After a quick look outside to make sure we really were alone up there he lowered my shorts and briefs to my ankles and took my pulsating cock into his mouth, and though he was about a year younger than I he certainly knew how. She could almost see him behind her in the mirror, his dark head bent over, watching his hands as he touched her, as he took her. Her fingers quickened their own pace, dipping into the soft heat of her, thrusting into her cunt, feeling the wetness of excited flesh before circling round the sensitive bud of her clit. She was so close, her breath hissed out of her mouth, low moans mixing with impassioned pleas to her fantasy lover to fuck her, fuck her harder. In her mind she willed him to look.