He rubbed in ever decreasing circles, closing in on that bright pink aureole. He heard her sighs and watched her deep breathing. He allowed his palm t...o softly sweep over her nipple. Her intake of air, and her subsequent sigh was like a symphony of love and passion. Her sighs drew his mouth back to hers. He knew a sigh like that need recognition. He puckered up as full as he could. She puckered her lips too. Their lips melted into each other like a mountain of hot wet steaming flesh. She. "A friend sir, since early childhood. I suspected he was low in the rankings."Fadil typed on his monitor for a moment. "Fourth percentile, not even close. You should have known you had no chance of pushing him above the cutoff."I was properly chastised. "Yes sir, agreed."Fadil looked at me. "Ilias, your defensive skills are world class. Seriously, if defense were everything, you could compete in the world competitions right now. You're that good. And nobody is ignoring the fact you were the. I've got some lotion if you want it." "No, I want an all-over tan." "Well, you're not going to get one that way. You have stripes all over you. It's just going to get worse." "Really, it's that bad?" "That bad." And, my sister reached up behind her neck, pulled the string and off came her top. My sister had perfect breasts. Small, perfectly round melons, dark red nipples about the size of a quarter, actually pointing up a little. They were stunning. My head swiveled to make sure we were out of. Khaja rukna mat nai to mar dallogi tujhe.And as a obedient slave I was following to be frank I was enjoying it to fullest her small her and black pussy was so so good I cant explainShe was now getting wildShe was forcing my face so much in her pussy she locked her legs on my face and her hands were pushing me inside her pussy I was like putting my head inside her pussy she caught my jhooda now and was forcing it in I was like suffocating by that timePinki- materchod khaja mujhe sala khaja.