The one fucking my pussy was my father’s brother Joe and the one who had his cock down my throat was my tall blonde Uncle Aidan. Aiden wasn't actual...ly my father's brother but a much more distant relative; I had always called him my uncle.I hummed with the cock deep down my throat, making Uncle Aidan almost buckle to his knees, while thrusting my hips back in Uncle Joe’s direction. Uncle Joe complied by pounding into me at the same time I thrust back so that the combined force was enough to rock. . it's hard to say ... I like her ... well enough. But, you're right ... there's going to be a few stunners in school." I've got no objections to the sex ... girls are just as hormonally driven as boys ... don't talk about her though." I'm a gentleman ... and gentlemen never tell. Clinton was performing one of the sacred rites of gentlemen when he had problems with the Republicans. 'Gentlemen never tell.' I guess the Republicans have no gentlemen ... because the opposite of that is 'Gentlemen. I want some too.” Niall picked me off of Zayn and held me to the bedroom. The dropped me onto the bed, threw off his top, unzipped his pants and stepped out of them before crawling on top of me. He lifted my top off and slid my skirt off. He threw my heels away and was starting to slide off my stockings when Zayn walked in and pushed Niall off me. “Just let me do her first.”“NO! I want her first!”“Boys, boys, you can both have me,” I said, winking and smiling sweetly. At this both stopped and. Sharp nose, long hairs which fell till her hip and was dusky in complexion.She was wearing a crimson red T-shirt, tight blue jeans (which was sticking onto her body), a high heel sandal. Her top intensified her prominent shapely boobs which were damn sexy. Seeing them anybody will go wild. I walked slowly towards her with a warm smile.She woke up when our eyes met with a smile. I asked, “Anitha?” to which, she just nodded her head. I offered her my hand for a shake and said, “Madhan.” She gave.