Ye mera aur mera didi ki real story hain . ek din ka baat hain .me jaab class 10th me padh ta thaa.tab mera behen collage main padhti thi .wo bahot kh...ub surat thi.uski figure ke baare me kya bataoon dosto aap logoko.uski figure 33-26-34 ka tha.wo hamesha salwar pahenti thi.isliye wo aur bhi sexy lagti thi.wo hamesha mere karib reheti thi.aur mujhe dekh kar sarmajati thi.ek din main school se aane ke samay baris ke karan bheeg gaya tha. jab main ghar pahouncha to mujhe shard lag gayi thii.mumy. Then I started blurting out to her about how I had fantasized about her many times, and how I would masturbate while thinking of her. She smiled and took a couple of steps toward me, never taking her eyes from mine.“Really?” she said then. “Were your fantasies kind of like this?” Then she reached out, gently grabbed me by the back of the neck, and pulled me closer, placing my hand on her breast and kissing me like I had never been kissed before. Our tongues slithered over and around each other,. " Don't worry, baby, I'm here."I say, and I rub the purple, bulbous helmet of my prick up and down the wet length of your tight slit, moistening it for what's to come. This tease forces your body to shake suddenly, and you make a low mewing noise."Mmmm, you like that, huh?"I feel I cannot resist the urge to ram my cock inside of you hard and fast, but somehow I manage. But I do allow myself the joy of pushing my cock head slowly inside of you.God, the feel of your cunt's wet, warm lips slowly. I told him the name of the hotel and he smiled and asked if I knew it was a gay friendly hotel. “Aren't they all gay friendly here?” I told him. He laughed and told me to sleep well and that I was right. He and I left together and I mentioned that the long day had made me somewhat sore from all the walking. “Anyone here give a good massage?” I asked. He stopped and said “Well, as a matter of fact I give a good massage Come back to my house and I'll work you over and you will feel great.” I.