” “aaaahhhhhhhh” there i was spilling all the semen all my cum on her hand, it was all messed up….. she started licking her hands, i asked “...aunty, ye toh ganda hai, aap isse kyun chaat rahe ho” she said “beta ye ganda nai hai, ye bohot namkin hai” I touched my cum, and it was sticky and slippery, I was confused…..My dick was now small, and aunty was still rubbing my penis, aunty asked me “beta tum mere issko(pussy) chaatoge?” at first I felt it disgusting, but I was tempted too…. so said, ok….. I was raped because ... because I have a vagina and they knew they could get away with it. And apparently they were right. I could tell from the way they talked that I am not the first person they have done this to. But it ... what they did was disgusting. You don't want to hear about it. Trust me."She sighed and responded, "No. I don't want to hear about it. But I need to. And you need to talk about it. Look at you! Your all wound up as tight as a spring."I didn't say anything for a minute or. She was takingher cock sucking break. We didn't want to interrupt so we went back tothe now-crowded dance floor and held each other's ass cheek and rubbedour hard clitty-cocks together. Every once in a while my hand wastouched by a stranger's hand trying to fondle Beverly's ass. My ass wasgetting the same treatment and one daring finger almost pushed my dressup my ass-pussy. When the music stopped, the M.C. made an announcement for Best Legscontestants to come to the stage. Beverly said, "Let's. The mixture of flavor was like an explosion on my taste buds, and I found myself craving more. By the time I completed my bowl of food, Celka was reading from one of her books. It looked to be of the same language as the other one that she had read from before, but the images on the cover were different. She seemed to be solely focused on what she was reading, which meant that she might have found what she had been searching for. After a few minutes, she closed the book and stepped over to.