‘How’re you feeling?’ ‘Um…’ Mindy smiled nervously. ‘A little, um…you know, surprisingly good, considering…’ She sighed. May as we...ll pull the bandage off, she decided. ‘I’m sorry, I don’t remember a single thing about last night. It’s just a total blank space. I’m really sorry, I hope you don’t think that I normally get blackout drunk and go home with complete strangers, because I really don’t, but…’ She winced. ‘I don’t even know your name.’ Mindy wasn’t sure what reaction she was expecting,. My breast were up to a "c" cup, my hips and ass were near perfect, my hair had lightened to near blonde. I was having to beat the guys off of me. I had had sex several times with three different boys and really liked it. School was out for summer and i had the smallest bikini I could by on and sitting by the neighborhood pool. I was laying there watching the men and boys walk by staring at me. I watched one man, he was dressed and not in swim trunks. he was talking to Mrs. Wilkensand then he. Slowly, inch by inch, Bill worked his way into Jess’ pussy. By the time his balls hit her ass, he was way past her cervix, and deep into her womb. Then he started a slow, rhythmic in and out motion, with every inward thrust just a little bit harder than the last one.I looked down at Sharon. She was looking up at me. She was enjoying her ride, but seemed to understand my fascination with watching my wife, Jess, fucking her husband, Bill. Being in her pussy felt wonderful, such a tight fit. As I. . sale bahut masatna lund hai tera bhenchod…………….aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….choos meri chuchi, bhenchod,………..masal meri chuchi……….aaahhhhh” Mujhe dar tha ki kahin Ramesh bhaiya usski siskarian na sun len.”Dheere bolo, Sonia didi…….agar Ramesh bhaiya ne sun lia to? Aur mujhe bar bar “bhenchod kion bol rahi hai?” Sonia bhadak kar boli” Sunte hain to sun len. Ramesh bhaiya kaun sa puja path kar rahe hain. Bhenchod, teri behan ko hi to chod rahe hain. Aur tu bhenchod nahin to aur kia ho tum? Sale.