Fir dusrr din mai fhir gaya aunty se roz bat hond lagi aur uski pyari beti se nazro me mulakat hone lagiMai har roz kuch bahane se unke ghar jand laga... is bat k pta mere bap ko laga to papa ne bahut mara ki uske ghar mat jana shayad unhe bhi meri kam bhawna ka ahsas ho gaya tha. Par mere ustad kaha manne wala tha kyjki meri aankh band hote hi uske nangi tange nazar aati thi ab maine man bana liya tha ki chahe bap marr ya koi bhi mai uski madamast jawani ka ras pi kar rahunga.Ek din aisa aaya ki. ."It was the wrong thing to say. The next moment, my erection was gone and I was curled into a fetal position, crying into the sheets.Amber quickly realized her mistake and then she was immediately holding me, apologizing and caressing me at the same time. After a few minutes, my head was against her chest and I was nursing at her breasts while she stroked my penis in her hand.Eventually, she got me comfortably situated on my back as her nimble fingers spelled out their apologies to my cock and. He kept squeezing and pounding into her helpless body. I could not tell if she was crying in pain or pleasure, but she had started to cry after her last orgasm. She was begging him to come and to finish but she still held her legs back like a good little girl. "Don't come inside me," she begged. But John just laughed and said, "Your are gonna get all of my black load right inside your belly. Do you feel how deep I am? I right inside you and I am gonna hose your slutty little white pussy down. “I didn’t know you are so sexy!” I said.“But now you know nah?” “I sure do. But let me show you my style then.”I slowly inserted my hands underneath her skirt slowly passed it over her wet pussy. I reached for the elastic of her panty. I slid my finger and ran it through the elastic . She was moaning softly. Then I went up from her belly I slowly dragged my hands up inside her top. I could feel tremble. Her breath started to become heavy and moans become louder. I pressed her breasts and slid.