Please... Diana," he gazed down at the lovely vision of womanly servitude at his feet. Naked and willing, she stared up to him, uncomprehending this l...ast moment of hesitation.Unwilling to be denied, her head leaned forward and her lips kissed along the swollen bulge covered by the coarseness of his jeans. Even through the fabric of his pants, he could feel the warmth of her breath permeating the cloth and flowing around the solidness of his manhood. He shuddered as he weakly fought the desire. She reached forward and ran her finger over the man’s wet and sticky tip. “Is it bigger that his?” he asked her. She nodded. “Size does matter you know,” he told her. Sandra smiled. “He does make up for it with his tongue though!” He suddenly sank to the floor. With his hands on her knees he looked up at her. “Care for the opportunity to compare us?” She smiled and pushed her bottom forward, widening her legs in the process. He gratefully accepted the challenge. Sandra groaned as his. He had grey hair, and looked a lot like John Wayne. He had a huge monster of a cock too.My aunt Vai was a strawberry redhead naturally, the carpet definitely matched the d****s.She's to this day like the real life Jessica rabbit only she's no cartoon character.Vai was the wild c***d, she had tattoos on her back and tits and loved to fuck.My uncle Max is the military officer at this point in the seventies, Max was married to VaiMax looked like he should've been a body builder, and had very movie. Unke honto ke sath jab unke sakt mooncho ke baal meri choot ke dane se ragdi. Main ek pall ke liye apni jangho se unke sir ko daboch gayi. Par jab unhone apne jeeb ko meri choot par phera to main apni janghe poori khol kar dedi unhe.Woh mujhe aise karte dekh samajh gaye ki main aur chaahti hun. Papa peeche nahi hate aur meri choot ko apne sare tareeke lagake khane lage. Apni honto mein meri choot ke dano ko lekar chooste to kabhi apni jeeb se use tatolte.Apne jeeb se meri geeli honto ko failate.