“That isn’t going to happen any more. I, Summer, am not your little girl and haven’t been for a long time now. I, Summer, am a grown woman now a...nd I have been! Yes daddy, I know you like my breasts and yes daddy, I love them too. They are nice and big and beautiful ones but daddy, you will never have them again in your life. You won’t have any of my body for that matter. Is that clear?” she told him. She dropped the bedsheet uncovering her luxuriously curvy figure and his eyes dropped. Waha par Divya madam aur Karan sir already baithe the. Divya ki age to maine aapko bata hi di hai. Uska figure 34-29-36 ka tha. Uska rang saawla tha aur woh black beauty type ki aurat thi. Woh married bhi thi.Ab baat karte hai Karan sir ki. Karan ek hatta-katta mard tha. Uska rang ek-dum gora tha aur woh pehalwaan type ka ladka tha. Usse baat karke pata chala, ki uski abhi shaadi nahi hui thi.Usko dekh kar mere muh mein paani aa raha tha aur main soch rahi thi, ki jab ye chudai karega, to kitna. The kid was about 4-5 months old. Suddenly, one of my old friends from my village — who was with me from kindergarten to class 10 — relocated to bangalore with his wife. Me and wife went to see them, since anyway we didn’t have much to do on weekends. His wife was smart, outgoing, confident and a ‘modern woman’ — the complete opposite of my wife. My wife was traditional, conservative and sort of shy. Of course all these qualities are for outsiders. For me, she was just normal. My friend and. His salty cum tasted so good. "Lets relocate" he says pulling me out of the shower. We head into the locker room and sit on a bench. We start to kiss and his hand grabbing my ass. " I want you inside me" i say to him. I flip over and i hear him spitting into his hand. He spreads my ass cheeks apart and spits in the hole. "Ready?" he asks. "Yeah, go for it" I say in return. I feel his head pushing on my hole, it pops in and he begins to push. "Go slow, its my first time." i gasp. I can feel his.