?” “haan…karti hun…..”Didi replied back little instantly this time and Bhaiya asked her again “hamesha….?” And Simmi Didi replied back... by saying “hamesha nahi…jab bhi bolte hain….karna padta hai…” and next Bhaiya spoke little loud and in bit of sarcastic tone, “Mera Lund Chuste hue to tu bahut nakhra karti thi…”And I heard Simmi Didi giggled loud and I took my ear closer the door so that I can hear her if she will speak out while laughing and I was right, Simmi Didi spoke out in amused tone “tu. This message has already served its main purpose which is to thank you for the pictures you shared If not, go on reading I think you might find the read appealing.I often find myself thinking about tying you up just like in those poses I ask you to make. I imagine pinning you down against the wall as one of my hand pulls your hair and another wraps around your throat as I growl softly into your hear telling you that you are such a dirty little slut and that Daddy is going to use every hole of. Her body was sweating. It was going wild from the stimulation he was giving her. He didn’t stop and kept sucking her till she gave a louder moan. He felt her juices overflowing in his mouth. She came…He wasn’t done yet. Now it was his turn to be pleased. He kneeled in front of her opened legs and grabbed the zipper handle that was under his bellybutton and slowly pulled it down. His erected penis came out of the opening, throbbing, ready. He leaned in and slowly slid himself all the way inside. I feel his hot fluid shoot deep in my asshole as he moans louder than before.My lover is also moaning in the background. I wonder if he is stroking his cock, or if he has his own whore with him doing it for him. Jim and I both collapse on the bed together. After a minute or two he finally removes his cock from my asshole and rolls off of me. I am still blindfolded. Jim slowly moves over me and takes the blindfold off my eyes. “The next time you make me cum I want it to be on your beautiful.