Coming to the story ye story mere or meri cousin sister k bich me hue woh meri dur k ristedari k behan ki ladki h uska naam sangeeta h woh 17 year old...h or thodi sawli colour ki hBut uski ek khash bat h woh ek dum item ki tarah dikhti h 26-28-30 figure, main kafi bad apni behan k ghar gaya tha or sab se mila meri behan k 2 boys or ek ladki h woh sab study karte h Waha pahucha toh sab se mila fir didi ne fresh hone ka bola main sangeeta k room me gaya or refresh hue fir hum sab ne lunch kiyaAise. .We both were excited about how it strapped on and seemed to cling to her clit area so well......it had a covering that held a mini-vibrator snugly against her. It had a control that varied what she was about to experience and I was "asked" to be in charge of that.....(WOW)! She wore it as she "freshened-up" a little and put on more perfume. Then she seemed to take forever lighting several candles she had brought to set the mood.....We cuddled and the kisses were long and deep and I could feel. I slowly pushed in further, pulling back a little each time, as I worked the thick shaft inside of her. I grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs up and apart as I rocked my hips back and forth, my cock slowly pumping in and out of her, almost half of its length. "My god, it's so huge," she whimpered as I continued to slowly fuck her.Her body trembled in anticipation each time I pulled back, waiting for the next thrust to fill her up, and she continued to whimper and moan each time I pushed it. ’ ‘It has been our project all year, Hosea,’ I answered, spinning a story that Hosea had already heard three times during this visit. ‘I asked my parents if we could have a real Christmas tree this year, with lights and everything. I said that I just knew if we all worked hard all year, and put aside a little bit each week from all our jobs, we could have such a tree this year. We already have a Christmas tree, of course, but it is a short, false tree, with tired, fading paper leaves, that Papa.