To main has padi aur boli haam maamujaan aakhir hoon to aapki bahan ki hi ladki jab meri ammi saadi se pahle kheli…khaayi thi to bhala main kaise sa...abut rah paati aur ammi to bata rahi thi ki unko bhi pahli baar aap ne hi theek kiya tha…Meri baat sun kar mamu ka muh khula hi rah gaya to main haste hue boli maamujaan ghabraane ki koi baat nahi hai mujhe aapki aur ammi ki saari kahaaniyan suna chuki hai ammi aur mujhe ye bhi pata hai ki aap kitne bade chudakkad hai ammi ne saari gandi… gandi. ’ ‘Fuck!! I … I’m sorry.’ She gasped the words. ‘Jamie, oh please stroke my cunt. Then fuck me.’ He was taken aback. The punishment didn’t seem to have had the intended effect. What sort of revenge was it if she liked it? But he was keen to have her again. His cock stiffened. She felt it through his breeches, against her belly, and wriggled on it. ‘FUCK ME! Please!’ She shouted it in desperation. He dropped his right hand, palm red from striking her, between her thighs. She was so hot! His. It only took three minutes this time beforehe was straining for release, his penis twitching in the empty air, unableto achieve its goal. After half an hour he had lost count of the number oftimes she had taken him to the edge and back. Desire gave way to frustration,and frustration gave way to despair. Long before the third hour of his ordealwas up he wished that it would stop. He would gladly have walked away withoutan orgasm at all at that point, just to avoid the torment of another. As her arms descended and I allowed the sweatshirt to fall to the floor, she reached for the straps of her bra, removing the garment and displaying her soft swells for me. ‘Megumi,’ I breathed, a hand slowly reaching toward her chest. I felt her bra alight upon my foot as I touched her breast, enjoying the smoothness, noting the subtle heartbeat. Our eyes met and she parted her lips to say something, but words would not come to her. I ensured her silence by kissing her again, but.