I was always round his house or him round mine. T’s mom was V she was 35 years old and great, always cooking us stuff and having a laugh. Sadly it w...as then that T’s dad died, and of course everybody was devastated, it took a long time for them to get over it, and that’s where my story really starts…A few years later and I was now 15, and spend a lot of time round T’s house, the only reason being that V hardly ever searched the boys bedroom as they both kept them clean, mine was a complete tip. Aryan mere mood ko samajh gya aryan hamesha vohi karta tha jo main chahti thi main aryan k kapde utaarne lagi toh aryan ne kaha pehle kuch baaten toh kar lo maine kaha baaten baad mein maine uske saare kapde utaar diye aur usne mere aur main uske bed mein let gai ab meri asli chudaai hone waali thi aryan sabse phele mere doodh ko chusne laga boht he pyar se aur nipples ko kaatne laga main aaahhh ahhh awaze nikaalne lagi. Maine kaha aur chuso aur jada toh vo aur jada chusne laga mere boobs ko. She started to grind faster and faster, feeling the sensation of his big cock inside her, John matching her rhythm. I think Steve’s cock was out of her mouth more than it was in as their fucking became more frantic. She fell forward onto John and started kissing him. She raised her bottom so he could pump his cock into her and I watched as his balls thumped against her ass.“Lick my other hole, Martin,” she commanded.Johns cock was going in and out like a steam piston. I managed the odd lick. A warning glance from Maureen 'eh...i mean,you will be lucky to get a newspaper job in timbuctou!'-sally was taken over to the gazebo and given some cooling lemonade-with ice 'always need plenty of ice in this house!'Maureen says to Sally as she puts the tray down-then looks embarassed as Cedric scowls at her-'i will start dinner!' and goes back into the house-Cedric smiles benignly-then his clear blue eyes bore into her 'you can cut the crap girly!i know your no journalist!where is your.