Rahul : Well, i dont allow you to.Reema : You are mine, i will do whatever i want to do with you. Just the way i whored you to that bitch.Rahul : Come... on, this is not what i want. Please let’s just not go there.Reema : You dont have a choice. And in case you think i will let you go so easily. Then let me tell you, if you dont let me do this, i will tell all your friends that you are gay. You like taking a finger up your ass.Rahul : How could you. Let me just get out of here.Reema : You are. Rachel threw open the door, not bothering to close her robe, grinned at him, then grabbed his hand and drew him into her room. She leaned against the wall as the door closed shut behind him, then drew his hand to the inside of her robe, to her hip, before turning her face up to his to be kissed. David's lips met hers and they both felt the electric current go through their bodies. Her hands fell to her sides, completely caught up in the moment, in the feel of his lips and tongue, the heat. Jack enjoyed having four pairs of female breasts on show for his admiration and found it hard to keep his eyes off his sister, for he hadn't seen Jill's breasts uncovered since she was a teenager. They didn't seem to be any less attractive now, almost twenty-five years later. Her daughter, Sarah, was slightly better endowed than her mother and Jack pondered briefly on the possibility of getting both mother and daughter in bed with him at the same time. Perhaps...John and Greg seemed equally. It was big enough to make smita’s eyes pop, grandpa was caressing his tool in a rhythmic pace. It was the most erotic image smita had ever seen. Even though she knew grandpa was very fit she wasn’t ready for this. He was not only fit but he had more muscle than smita’s boyfriend raman. He was in fact marginally bigger than raman even in size. Smita skipped a heartbeat as she took in the whole image… her body was on fire, her heartbeat had accelerated like a ferrari. Her lips were dry & her.