"Welcome, Jen how you've developed! Pete, thanks fordelivering our Jen" Jen's aunt gave Jen a good look over as Jenstepped from the car. Pete, who ...had done all of the drivingstretched as he finely got to stand. Pete had said little duringthe long drive. Upon first sight Jen thought him to be ratherstrange. All he wore was a pair of bid overalls and bootswithout a shirt.Jen's aunt guided Jen through the front door. Jen was acutelyaware of her aunt's arm about her shoulders. Fingers. Slamming my pussy towards my father’s hand. Grinding my pussy as his fingers go deeper. He is moving his fingers in a frenzy as I thrash on the dining table feeling immensely good being finger-fucked by my father. His three fingers are stretching my teenage pussy while creating such delicious feelings between my legs. He lowers his head and starts suckling my sensitive puckered nipples that I cannot help but moan under his body. He continues to move his fingers in and out my sopping core. I. Jaisinghani was a tall and spry old man, and he smiled at Rahul as he entered. He was smartly dressed in an pale cotton shirt and grey flannels.“So Rahul, welcome to Delhi!”Rahul stood up to shake the long and nimble hand that he proferred. “Uncle, it’s more than four years and you look younger than when I saw you last.” It was indeed an honest comment, since he just did not seem to age at all. But Dr. Jaisinghani was nevertheless quite pleased to hear this.“You know, Rahul. Nothing like a. I felt very proud when I noticed a number of men checking her out as she danced with Leon, although later I realized that they might not have of approved of her dancing with a black guy. When the music tempo changed and a slow song came on, I was surprised when she and Leon stayed on the dance floor. I saw that they were dancing closely and sensuously, and my dick hardened and throbbed. As planned, I pretended to drink a lot and they danced together several times as the night wore on, until.