Thana nadumu pattukovadaniki viluga undhi pattukuni nemmadhiga dengadam start chesanu. Appudappudu sallanu kuda pattukuntu dhenguthunnanu.Konchem sepa...tiki thanaki nadum laguthundhi ani cheppindhi. Sare ani normal position lo petti dhengatam start chesanu. Ippudu antha free ga ledhu. Jaratam ledhu ani cheppanu. Thanu naa sallani notlo pettukuni cheeku naaku mood vasthadhi. Vasthe akkada thadi avuthundhi annadhi.Nenu sallani notlo pettukuni chikanu. Kindha free avvatam start ayyindhi. Ala konchem. I admired her tight slit for a moment and leaned down to get a better look at her ass. I licked my lips in anticipation. Her ass was even nicer than I thought it would be.I grabbed the dildo out from in between her breasts, "You didn't asnwer my question. Have you ever taken anything up the ass?"She shook her head, "No...please...don't. Let me go...I swear, I won't tell anyone if you just let me go..." She started to tear up and as a single tear worked its way down her face, I leaned forward. Her upper body was glazed with oil and she was being delectably lazy as sun heated her skin. Sunglasses were shading her blue eyes. Pat went out to his backyard and grinned big as he saw his young and sexy neighbor soaking the sun on her patio. As he looked, Loretta stretched and he saw her slip a hand down to her cunt, covered by red skimpy bikini. She began rubbing there slowly calling Patrick’s name in a quiet whisper. His eyes widened to hear her fantasizing about him. Soon she slipped her. Now, she could manage her nymphomania, had the perfect mistress in my sister, an easily accessible way to heal any bruises or soreness from rough sex (in the form of my girls’ breastmilk or my cum), and had found a new loving family. What more could a slut, or anyone else for that matter, ask for?Even if she wasn’t a good fit for my harem, which I doubted at this point, I couldn’t resist giving her an invitation for the weekend. Maybe visiting her parents and seeing how she acted at the party.