Wo to pagal honey laga maine uski pant ka button khol diya aur haath ander karke uska Lund sehlaney laga….. Phir wo dekhtey dekhtey nanga ho gaya au...r lipat ke leit gaye…..“Mohsin …meri bhi ek chahut hai”Maine kaha‘Daniyal bhaiya…kia chaahut hai”Mohsin ne poocha“Mohsin mujhe thumari Gaand mein muh dena hai…aur choosna hai”wo suntey hi mere saamne jhuk ke khada ho gaya“Mohsin aise nahin… aaja palat ke lait ja”wo karwat lekar Gaand meri taraf karke lait gaya…. uski Gaand pe baal nahin. I think that they really wanted a surrogate son; Uncle George gave me a copy of the "Boy Scout Handbook" that dated from the late twenties, a book that had everything a kid needed to know about woodsmanship, and that book became my constant companion. I wished I were a boy, so that I could join the Boy Scouts and find other kindred spirits.Uncle George also gave me a present that changed my life: a camera.I found out that I had a talent for photography in general, and wildlife photography in. But this was what I wanted. Now I had to bring her close to my cousin without her knowing that I was the one who planned it. I was giving them time to know each other. Over time, I found that something had started between them.One evening, I and my wife had dinner and went to sleep. As usual, I had sex with my wife. I only lasted for 2 minutes as she wanted me to fuck faster. Obviously, I was not strong enough for such a sexy body and lust. I fell on her within two minutes while she was still. Diana just made her way back to him, looking down, her face blushing scarlet, and when she put her little hands on his thighs to lay belly down on his lap, they were trembling. He admired the skin on her back while he made a ball of her hair with his hand, but it was so long that the remainder looked like a ponytail. He touched the back side of one of her thighs, lifting her, and she perked up her beautiful butt for him. Daniel pulled gently at her hair, and Diana threw her head back, panting..