Letting outa long, "Ohhhh," escape from his in his tenor voice, but a bit aspirated.A tall redhaired woman knelt between Bailey's legs, one of her han...dswrapped around the base of his balls, her red long fingernails runningover the surface of the skin. With each gentle press and move of herdexterous finger he felt more pleasure. "You like that baby?" Candy saidlooking up to her patron's eyes, before gently kissing the tip of hisprick with her glossy red lips. "Mmmm, this is what Candy came for.. And then he got whatsapp msg.Kavya: love you dear.. Thanks a lot for your gift.Rakesh: I love you too. Anything for you. Good luck.He was feeling pity for her innocence that she definitely would not have got conceived. She’ll get disappointed.Kavya: hmmm I’ll tell good news shortly.Rakesh: okay, when are you coming back.Kavya: why? You want to do one more time ah..Naughty..Rakesh: no.. I’ll be missing you till then.Kavya: I’ll come with good news.Rakesh now got to see his dream girl’s cunt and. ? You can’t resist me.? You love me, and you love being my Barbie.? You’ll have no shame, you’ll have no modesty.? You’ll be my perfect Barbie.?She pressed her fingers against my lips and eased them inside of me.? I didn’t know what was happening, but I was so horny from her teasing.? I started to rock against her fingers as she pushed them in me and then slid them out.? And then fingers fucked DEEP inside me. ?You.? And out. ?Are.? In. ?Bar.? Out. ?Bie.?? I started to moan as she repeated. I had a brother. Clint wasn’t just my cousin like I had thought for the last sixteen years of my life. His father, the man I thought of as Uncle Clinton, was also my father. I couldn’t believe it. I was still reeling from the revelation that my mom and her sister, Aunt Cheryl, were lovers and had shared Clint’s dad—my dad—since they were teenagers.And now Aunt Cheryl was Clint’s mommy-slave.I always thought my father was a scumbag, the sperm donor as Mom called him, who ran out when Mom was.