Unhon ne kaha k theek hai magar aahista aahista karma. Main ne kaha k aap fikar hi na karein. Mera lun abhi khara nahin hua tha. Main ne kaha k pehle ...ise to khara karein. To unhon ne mera lun moon mein le kar choosna shuroo kar dya . mera lun kuch hi der main khara ho gaya . main ne un ka moon doosri taraf kar k un ko ghori bana dya . un k khoobsoorat aur bharay hur chouterr ab mere saamnay tha. Mera lun ander janay k lye betaab tha. Main ne un ki gaand k sorakh par apna lun rakha aur zor se. "I don't really know which ones," I said and opened my legs a bit more. I could see that Gus must have thought it was his birthday and Christmas rolled into one. He stared openly at my pussy and licked his lips."Open cunt ones are great, don't you think?" he said as he moved closer. He put his hands on both of my knees and tried to prise my legs even farther apart. When his hands touched me, even though it was through my stockings, it still made my skin crawl. Here I was, offering myself to. We boarded the plane and moved into our designated 'pods' 1 B and 1 C.And it was just our luck, our two new friends were sitting rightbehind us. The pair gave me the evils as Jenny stored her carry on.I was not going to put up with these two all the way to Heathrow. AsJenny turned around, I pulled her in my arms and laid a long deep kisson my beautiful wife. As we parted neither one of us said anythingbut just stared deep into each other's eyes. The moment though wasbroken by the pair. ”“I don’t know, how about some of the guys you ride with, you know, the motorcycle gang.” “Set it up, tell them I’m visiting my parents or something. Invite them for a stag party, and to make it more believable I’ll ask my sister to come over, she likes screwing anything with a prick, she’d not only come over to help, she’ll fucking love it.” “No, she’d never say anything to anybody, she may be a first-class slut, but my sister has always kept our secrets.”“Ha! Secrets I’ll never tell.