Mami:” tu phal, doodh leta hai ke nahi”Main:” lekin aap dogi to loonga”Mami:” to an kya lena pasand kroge?”Main:” doodh”Mami:” sugar...or without sugar”Main:” nahi, directly mooh laga ke”Mami:” ye kya bol raje ho tum?”Main :” has sahi samjhi ho aap, main aapko pasand krta hoon mami”Mami:” mai tumse badhi hoon”Main:” pyar those ho umr ka lihaj krta hai, woh to ho jata hai, mami mujhe aap ko doodh pina hai”Mami:” ab main tumhare mama ko bol dungi”Main:” ha bol do, mama ne hi kaha tha ki aap mera. Once you had taken me all in, you rocked back and forth, letting my cock massage your g-spot. You leaned down to me so I could suck and bite on your nipples as you started to ride me. My hands were on your ass, gripping you hard and helped to push it back down onto me. Seeing you ram yourself onto me was so fucking sexy. I felt like I was simply being used for my fleshy dildo – and I loved it!It didn’t take long for you to reach a climax as you started to thrust down onto me harder and harder.. My dad saw me running one day and suggested some changes to how my feet were landing as I ran. I made those changes and began to run without discomfort, and I could run faster and not stumble. The last time we were together, he told me that my ability to run was a gift that I should pursue and perfect and that I should consider it a duty to myself and everyone to be the best that I can be. I told him I understood what he was trying to tell me and promised that I would try to do that. He went on. But our friendship was on the fritz, and so I had no excuse to be around him anymore. Although he had kept our secret, I felt the risk was just to high. If everyone found out that I was being fucked by her geeky, although well hung little brother I would never have been able to show my face again...you remember high school.I had discovered that I enjoyed cheating, not just the sex the mental aspect as well. I liked the thought of being filled by my lover who was three years my junior and a guy.