Aunty mujhe dekhne lgi … :) mene fir haath thoda sehlaya unki pet PR .. (She was facing the sky ..and I was facing towards her) :-* wo boli “Ky kr... re ho koi dekh lega yha” mene kha “koi ni dekhega bohot andhera he yaha ;) abb aur mt trsao Aunty …. ” ye bolkr mene unki ek na suni aur seedhe unke momos PR hmla bol diya… Ahh ky kamal ke the yrrrr …. Me unhe unke blouse ke upr se Hi feel kr ra tha … Hlka hlka squees kr ra tha …Aunty me muh se Deere Deere ahh hhh ahh ki aawaje aane lgi … Mujhe aur. Usually this was only done when I wasn't strong enough to twist something loose, or tighten it back up again properly. At first my uncle's workers seemed annoyed by my presence, but it wasn't too long before they became amazed by my abilities and welcomed me into their fold. Although they did have to tone down their use of profanity quite a bit, I was still occasionally privy to my share of adult content.Uncle Jake started me on my first set of tools that Christmas, and from then on they became. And of course the man under Geena’s hands got himself one lovely looking hard-on which Geena started to kiss and suck and then with out warning she sat up over Keith’s legs and let that now very slippery prick slide effortlessly into her body. All Keith could do was watch and look down between Geena’s legs to where his penis was pistoning up and down inside her bushy vagina.Geena didn’t really believe in a lot of unnecessary shaving and had let herself develop quite a good solid crop of pubic. If anything, they’d amuse him. His gaze swept over the dress, all up and down my body, and I could tell he cared little for the fashion. How cute it looked, how well it accessorized, those meant nothing to him. All that mattered was how well it showed me off, how it displayed his… property. Did it leave enough of my legs bare, did it show off my tits? Those were the questions he was asking. It made me sick, how much he cheapened the whole experience. Almost, I wished I’d never bought the damned.