Maine keha keya betayege ke to sonu ke luli se khelti hai,wo ek dam heran ho gai or dar gai, maine keha chal maihe betadeta hu, wo dar gai or rone lag...i, maine keha chal nahi betauga bas jo sonu k sath kar rahi thi wo mare sath kar bas mai tujhe jane duga ,Wo boli bhai aapko sharem nahi aati apne choti behan se ye baat kahte huwe,aap mare bhiya hai,,, to mai bola to sonu keya tera saeya hai or oska gela or baal pkde or uske muh ko apne 6in k lode par juka deya or aadha loda uske muh mai de deya. Small Women about 115 soaking wet. She was boney and sagged but she had good sex not used that much. In the 30"s she had gotten married and he had a stroke about 6 months into the marriage and he recovered some but would not fuck her often and when he did it was his rocks only.So she had a career. When he died she thought what little there had been, was over. I came along doing some repair work and over a year or so we became friends.Then she jstt one day asked me. and I said I might break you,. She dressed and altered her face in part to dissuade their horny gazes with black tattered clothing and a deathlike pale make-up featuring smudged eye shadow and blue, corpselike lipstick. Her nail polish changed from blood red to black depending on her emotion: fierce anger or morbid depression.Worse, she had to face a whole buttload of strangers for her junior year in high school. Her clique of misfits--friendships well entrenched from years of school together in Englewood, New Jersey--had. After few minutes of that hot blow job he guided me to the high chairs he had in the kitchen I sat on one of those he told me to lean over so my arms were on the table and my butt was at the edge of the chair and it was just the perfect height because he was able take me from behind, when he slid his cock in my boypussy ohhhh goshhh I even heard that it made a weird sound I remember that, he even asked are you ok? I said yess I'm go ahead so he did fucked me good, deep and so good, I love so.