. he's my sister's husband," he said to the tiny figurine. There wasno response, but Mason could feel the tiny figure pulling at histhoughts. "I don't...want to," he said again, almost sobbing this time. "Idon't want to..." the figure began to burn again, and this time it feltlike his entire body was on fire. "I don't want to hurt anymore..." Masonsaid with one final whimper as he placed the tiny wooden figure in hisfist and clenched it as hard as he could.The pain ended immediately, and was. Quick, and she sucked even harder. I think I knew who they were talking about. The busty lady who lived across the street. The one who looked like a trophy wife. I shuddered, ideas bursting in my head. And Sasha Ford already liked eating pussy? I had to meet her.Mrs. Quick bobbed her head with hunger on my cock, her husband kneeling right beside her, watching his wife be my slut. This was another fantasy come to life. I groaned, my pussy clenching, the delight rippling through me, my pussy. She straddled his chest and worked her clit against the coarse hair covering his skin. In only a few pelvic thrusts, her juices had coated him and she felt the familiar thrill of an onrushing climax. His passivity passed, Burr grasped her hips and pulled her sex to his mouth where his tongue slipped across her clit. She shuddered as he found the point unerringly and then lashed the tip of his tongue again and again over the inflamed bud. She came in a short gush, filling his mouth, but he didnt. Baat toh aachi hai teri par raat bhar sab nai chod sakte…..meri ek beti hai uske liye toh ghar jana hai mereko……Me:-uski kyn fikar karti hai,usko bhi saath la diya kar,dono maa beti ko ek saath chod diya karungaDeepa:-bhenchod meri beti ke bare mai sochna bhi mat,usko kisine choda nai hai aaj tak aur uski shaadi tak kisi ko uspe haath bhi nai lagane dungi…….Me:-arry mousi,kissi anjaan se kyun uski seal thodwana chah rahi ho……mere se thodwa de ek dum aaram se chodunga usko……….Deepa:-jo bhi.