Mere pati ‘Ghosh Babu’ meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte to mujhe doosre mardo ka sahara lena padta hai. Jo bistar mein mujhe achi tarah pel sake. ...Ab main shuru karti hu apni agli kahani. Ab main shuru karti hu apni ‘Complaint Karne Jaane Se Leke, Chudai Ki Class Tak’ ka agla part. Is part ka maza lene ke liye pichle parts zaroor padhe. Pichle part mein aapne padha tha ki Naresh Uncle achanak se bina bataye mere ghar par aa gaye. Fir mujhe naa chaahte hue bhi unse chudna pada. Lekin is chudai. Chapter 4 LaterLater that night, our mom returned with pizza since she didn’t have enough time to make us dinner. Which she never does, such a workaholic. None of us said much but as soon as we finished, my mom went to her small office and my sister and I both went to our rooms. A couple hours later I heard a faint knock on my bathroom door connecting to my sisters room. Opening the door my sister pushed me on my bed. “What we did today IS NOT to be repeated to anyone, got it?” she said. Kim said she was going to count down and then it was game on. Kim said three two one and I watched as Jill took Dave’s cock in her mouth and lowered her pussy to his face. Now I couldn’t see anything more because Kim had lower her pussy down on to my lips as she shallowed my cock oh my god she felt so warm. Kim really knew her way around a cock she was licking the bottom then would suck the whole thing down her throat then take it out and lick the head I was so worked up that I didn’t know how. I held still with all my might, watching her face for a reaction. She sighed again, but still nothing more. I couldn’t believe my luck. I slid carefully in and out only just keeping my moans and grunts low. Oh my . I was fucking Dimple. Finally fucking Dimple! I was so far gone in my craze of lust that I now decided I wanted to see more. I held my cock still in her searing hot insides and slowly opened the few buttons on the lose shirt she had over a light blue tank top. I could see the outline.