Hi bola usne bi rply me hi bola to meri najar unke sexy pairo par thi to usne notis kiya ke mai kya dekh raha hu to usne bola kya dekh raha hai to me ...bola kuch nhi to boli tu bahut ganda ho gya hai jo mujhe is tarha dekh raha to meri to fat gya ab kya hoga aunty ne uncle ko bata diya to mere gharwale ko pata chalega to meri to band baj jayegi maar padegi vo alag se but aunty ne saari thik kiye bina mujhe bola ab chup kyu khade ho jao andr se chair lekar aao or mere paas betho mujhe tumse baat. I was born on Oklahoma, not too far from Muskogee. My father was an alky. And, because of the heavy drinkin' keepin' a job was not exactly his thing, so we did without. We moved to California when I was a kid, I was around eight, I guess.We were so poor that workin' the farms of the San Joaquin as de facto migrants was about all that was left to us. So we picked grapes, cotton—I hated pickin' cotton—or any other crop that was in season.There were five us. Dad, when he was around, mom, me, and. Alice, who clearly was unaware of the reason for the kissing stopping, gave a moan of complaint, and Pete returned his lips to her neck, which Alice greeted with a sound of satisfaction. Alice was clearly a very vocal girl in the bedroom, and the odd expletive escaped her lips as Chris delivered a particularly well placed thrust. Hearing normally politely spoken Alice let out a gasped "fuck!" as Chris got it particularly right almost sent me over the edge."I'm gonna cum babe..." Alice. He reached and raised my skirt and petti then he let out a long deep sigh seeing my little bump under my black lace panties. He pulled me close sliding his hand inside my panties and pulling them down rubbing my bald smooth little clitlit as my hand ran over his fat budge. Looking up at him fluttering my long false eyelashes “blow job mister” I asked and unzipped his pants.OMG his fat member jumped out like a fish out of water. My yes opened wide seeing for the first time an uncut dick. Thick.