I pulled one of her nipple and played with it for a minute or two. They were hard and were looting towards me. I started sucking one of them and immed...iately my step mom moved back and said she won’t let me do this. But I was adamant and blackmailed her to the core, she seemed helpless and stood where she was and I started sucking her boob. She again closed her eyes.I moved downwards and was licking her navel. I was on my knees and finally I reached her love hole. It had considerable amount of. Jab wo mini skirt aur t.shirt me hoti thi tab kabhi kabhi wo manmohak perfume lagati thi. Uski mahak muze itani bhati thi ki jee karta tha unhe bhahon me lekar chumte huwe unke sarir ka mahak leta rahun.Ek bar hum dono ko 2 din ki chhuti thi. Din to aaram se gujar gaya. Sham ko mera pine ka mud huwa maine nimmy aunty se kaha aunty ji mai bajar ja raha hun aur aap bura na mane to kya mai aaj drink kar sakta hun tab wo boli thik hai aaj mera bhi kuch mud hai mai bhi peena chahati hun to maine. "We were in the studio tuning instruments when Carlos came in. He joined the kids and tuned his guitar, showing that he was just like them. He hadn't plugged in yet, so he was tuning by ear and tuner the same as the kids. Carlos was sitting with the kids on folding chairs when the guitars were tuned, and looking at me for direction the same way the kids were.This was classic for me to be in front of a group that included internationally known Carlos Santana, and be expected to lead them. I. “Kyle’s my ex.”They all tilted their heads. Two of them had their hands on her milky thighs. Tears in her eyes, she realized they still had that predatory look.Nearly crying, she said to them, “Take me to your frat house. I want you all to fuck me. Fuck my brains out,” she said, biting her lip.“Damn, baby girl, hell hath no fury, huh?” one said. “Remind me not to get a slut like this one.” The car made a U-Turn and zoomed toward their frat house.“Yeah, are the rumors true?” Another one.