Her general outfits again, not much there, on the second. Then footwear on the last. She had crammed as much of her and mothers shoe collection into ...the two hard case totes. Quite impressive she thought to herself. Fifty seven pair. Plus one random flat with a heavy heel that shes now using as a door stop for the closet. He is dressed much the same as he was when they met. Trendy sport coat, slacks, a no-tuck plain button down and some loafers. She wrinkles her nose at the chocolate leather.. Dabao apni amber baji key mammay .. Aaahhhhh haaan bhai tumhari baji kab sey tarap rahi hai .. Inko chuswaney ko … phir us ney meri taraf dekha aur achanak boli bhai kyat um apni amber baji ko chodo gey…. Mujhey koi eetraaz nahee hai .. Phir aik dum uthi aur apni kameez utar di aur shlawar bhi utar kar nangee ho kar lait gayeee… main ney kaha amber baji .. Tum really apney bhai sey chudwana chahti ho .. Who boli haan kyoon naheen .. Meri aik saheli bhi apney bhai sey roz chudwati hai .. Balkey. .." I kiss you again. You push me back again, "The laundry." I shrug and start sucking on your neck. "Now... wait... gotta do.. the laundry." With a sigh into your ear, I let go of your ass, as I feel your leg slide down mine, and your foot touch the floor, and take a step back. "Ok." I mock sigh. I grab my dick ones, 'causing your eyes to look down at the movement, and I grin as you look back up. "If you must." I see the look in your eyes, the lust burning in them, as you walk past me to the. I watched as she sat up and removed her top. Her tits were bigger than Kristens but just as firm. After all they were both 18. I couldn't help but watch as she let her tits free. But I wasn't really expecting her to go any further. That's when she stood up and slowly pulled her thong down and stepped out of them. I felt a sudden rush of excitement between my legs. This time I wasn't going to be able to control it. And before Erin even turned around I felt like I was going to tear out of my tiny.