Mene kaha “Kuch nahi bus thoda mood off hai”..Uske bohot baar reason puchne k baad mene kaha ki “Simran ye baat me tumse share karunga to tum sh...ayad mujhe maaf nahi kar paogi”, yeh baat sunkar wo thodi tens hogai or usne mere dono hath pakadkar pucha “Plz bata do jaanu, warna meri neende haram ho jaegi”..Mene ussey kaha ki “Aise nahi bataunga I want to have a sex first, uske baad me bataunga”..Usne pehle to mana kar diya ki pehle batao fir pakka sex karenge but mere request karne k baad wo. He kept going, one of the decided benefits of youth, his cock still hard and swollen, bringing me closer and closer until I was again swept away by my new lover's cock. I felt light-headed and out of breath as he kept on, not letting up, just fucking me on and on.He really just kept going and going until I had another orgasm, my third, a first for me though it would soon become more the norm from my two young, eager, horny and long-lasting lovers. We now had a family secret, a family secret. He is trying and he just can't get it in. I need to get loosened up. My husband is large but this doesn't compare. The biggest dildo I have is no match either. My only other thought is to go to the fridge. I grab the only thing that I can even attempt to imagine to simulate the biggestcock ever. I grab a cucumber, put a condom on it and slowly force it into my driping wet pussy. After a lot of shoving, I finally get the cucumber in, and a minute later this massive black dick is fucking me. I waited right at the foot of the stairs for her return. From the front her pink panties were also visible but it was her breasts that caught my attention. She was not wearing a bra. I was pretty sure that she had been but apparently she hadn’t. Those babies must be firm.Betty Sue handed me a DVD and said, “Carrie has the originals on her computer…but she promised not to post them.”I asked, “Can you trust her?”Her eyes flew open and she said, “She didn’t post me, did she? You just tricked me.