Ok, to pehle me apne bare me aur story ke bare me bata du, mera naam piyali he aur me gandhinagar se belong karti hu. Ye sab tab start huaa tha jab me... 18 saal ki thi. Height 4.10 aur weight lagbhag 51 kg tha…vese to me aek choti si chulbuli ladki hu… tabhi to sab log muje bahot pasand karte the.Basically me aek orthodox par reach family se belong karti hu. Mere papa aek bade businessmen he, mammi housewife aur aek bahen aur aek bhai he. Me sabse choti hu ghar me. Me jab 12th me aayi to muje. I stroked him also. Another guy behind me caressed my ass and slipped a finger up my hole. It felt really good so I let him keep going and pressed back into his penetrating fingers. I began to hope that at least one of these guys would try to fuck me. The guy behind me, or possibly someone else, slipped another hand through my legs and under my skirt and began slow-stroking my cock though my panties. I got really hard really quick, mostly from the ass-action, but the guy jacking me was really. Then she lay down in the bed with wide spread legs. I started pumping my cock into her wet and ready womb. I started slowly. Pausing at the opening and quickly sliding to the bottom. I slowly picked up the pace of the thrust and she worked her hips thrust against me. Soon she started her orgasms. We rose and continued to rise and then went one on top of the other. We rolled on top of each other her eyes rolled back and she seemed to pass out. I kept pounding her pussy for all it was worth.After. ‘Miss Mabel….’ I began. The voluptuous moment popped like a balloon. She dissolved into a fit of uncontrollable giggles that tipped her of my lap onto the floor in a tangled mass of clothing, and she lay on the floor, laughing, hiccoughing and rolling around. A minute or two passed before she caught enough of her breath to speak. ‘Oh Arthur, you are so funny. Calling me Miss Mabel, when you have seen and touched more of me that even my mother, since I learned to bathe myself.’ ‘Let’s be on.