To mam ne mera hath khinch k mujhe sofe pe baithaya or meri grdan dba k boli kya baat h bahot hnsi aa rahi h. Pyas nhi jante tm ya natk kr rahe ho? Or... mam k boobs mere sine se tkra gye. Main or piche hua. Mam baith gyi.Main bola mam mujhe pta h ap kya spna dekhti ho. Mam ne halki c smyle ki or boli kya pta h ? Main bola yhi k jo spna aap dekhti ho usse apko pyas lg jati h. Or main hansne lga. Mam ne fir meri gardan dbaya or boli hans mt. Is baar unke boobs mere sine se puri trah chipak gye or. You open the buttons of my top and admire the my chocolate skin that‘s now exposed. “Ms. clit” just won’t shut-up and aches for me to slide my fingers along her. My pussy is flooded with my juices. My whole body is at the ready for that one goal of an incredible climax and release. I open the front closure of my bra. You scoop my breasts in your hands. I pull my tits out over the edge of my top. I feel surge of lust looking at my own breasts. So creamy, round, and brown, with the dark tips. My 34DD’s was not the biggest pair of tit’s for my age. But if you were a 21 year old single waitress from England you would think 38GG’s were tiny.I Heard a dark chuckled from behind me and turned sharply and saw nothing. I wiped my forehead, setting my path from the bathroom to the bed. I turned the light out and sprinted to my bed. But I stopped. Something grabbed hold of my and pinned me to my bed. I wiggled left to right and yowled ‘Get off me!’ I wiggled more then the light flickered on.. At that moment I knew I loved sucking cocks.It had to be the programming!I stood up and moved towards the bed. He pulled my knickers down and I lay down on my side and Jack began to suck my breasts, running his lips and tongue around each nipple. My nipples became very hard and I loved how sensitive they were.His hand started to caress my belly, slowly swirling towards my pussy. My belly was sensitive to his light caress. He touched my patch and I felt my pussy become wet with anticipation.His.