Lund chatte chatte niche uske dono goti ko muh mein leke choosne lagi. Usko bohut maza aa raha tha. Bol raha tha, “Sheela rani bohut maza aa raha ha...i. Tu to bohut mast hai.” Fir main goti chatte chatte jeebh uski gaand ke ched pe le gayi. Jeebh se uski gaand chatne lagi.Woh to jaise mast ho gaya ho. Uske muh se khub siskari ki awaj aa rahi thi. Khoob thook laga laga ke uski gaand chaati. Kabhi lund choosti kabhi gaand chatati. Lund chooste chooste maine ek unli uski gaand mein pel di par usne. Ed, and his mother were heading up for the weekend as a bit of a break for my aunt. We have a nice country home as apposed t their cramped city living. Anyhow, I was beyond excited, and prepared my room for everything. When Ed arrived it was all I could do not to jump him. "What's up Cuz!?" he belted out as he walked in with his duffel bag. He stood like a bronze Adonis. Ed is of Italian, and Puerto Rican decent. I kept imagining what the cock was going to look like. I caught myself gawking at. At any rate, I was longing for release and my body was on fire.I took off my red silk nightie and slipped off my black lace panties. I began moving my hands up and down my body before caressing my breasts. I was about to slip my hand down to my aching sex when I heard a whisper coming from the gothic mirror. When I rose from my bed, I could faintly see my reflection in the mirror, but what I saw I could not explain with my rational mind if I tried.My reflection was beckoning me to come closer.. This is for real! He opens his belt and pulls out his dick. Im not so much of a dicklover, but this one was AWESOME. Big, long, and verry hard. I grabbed him at his loose belt and pull him towards me. I lick my lips and slowly push his hard stick into my mouth. With my tongpiercing i started to stroke his dickhead wile jerking off the part not in my mouth . slowly i put his dick deeper and deeper inside my mouth, increasing and decreasing speed. I hear him moaning, and i cant hold it in.