Uska naam Kushboo hai to phir aise hi kuch din sms me baat hoti rahi aur phir maine ek din usse poocha ki “can i call you”.To usne bola ki ok.Main...e usko call kiya to uski awaz bahot achhi thi. Mujhe laga ki bahot sharif ladki hai aur shant bhi, aise hi kuch din baat hoti rahi aur wo meri acchi friend ban gayi.Mujhe bhi usse baat karna achha lagne laga. Hum raat raat bhar baat karte the. Ek din maine usko milne ke liye poocha wo maan gaye.Fir hum mile wo achhi se baat ki ghume aur phir maine. She is 20. Her hand looked so small griping around it. Then I see her open wide a start sucking the head of his cock. Then she tried deep throating it but gagged and couldnt. She sucked him for awhile I could her him moaning and see her rubbing her dripping pussy. By now I am rock hard rubbing my cock through my pants. Then I see him pull her head off his cock throw her on her back and he started fingering her and licking her sweet pussy he kept putting more fingers in her until he had 4 in. My cock was completely eaten by her muff & she started to fuck me after a little bit I said ok mum I got her off me & she lay on her back. I went to work inside her.I fucked her hard & I blew deep inside her vagina but she wouldn’t let me go she had wrapped her legs around my waist so I kept fucking her (even though I lost my erection) it didn’t take me long to regain it. I hammered her nice & slow & then my mother had an orgasm (while she had this beautiful experience she scratched my back. We loved that dollhouse verymuch and each year until I was ten he would carve a doll each for me andClara for our birthdays. After that he got too busy with his future wifeand started his own family.When Clara was 17 and I was 15 we both took jobs as maids for twodifferent rich families on the countryside. Clara died in Scarlet feverwhen she was 19 and never had any family of her own. I on the other handworked until I was 32, which was when I met my future husband, AnthonyWallace. We'll get to.