Inside were a neatly folded pair of black lace panties. Leaning close, they shared the same scent that Carmela was putting out a few moments before.He... noticed she wasn’t at her desk. He rearranged his rampaging penis and made his way to the filing room.She was waiting, bent over and legs unceremoniously spread, in the filing room. For some reason, the door had a dead-bolt lock and Mickey wordlessly turned the knob. When it clicked, Carmela gasped slightly. Even in the dim light, he could see. Taste your ass on the head of his cock. That’s your ass smell and my son’s cock smell you’re inhaling.”While the Turk is talking to Fikri, he tests Fikri’s ass with one of his thick fingers.“What do you say, Son? Should I eat his ass before I fuck him?”“Eating his ass would be like eating pussy. His ass is sweet. I licked it myself. He’s so clean and tender.”Before pulling his finger out of the opened hole, Dad finds Fikri’s prostate and rubs it ever so lightly. Fikri involuntarily sucks. "You mean Farah Suleiman?" Sita asked. Nita nodded."This means that chachu is also fucking Farah, right?" Sita spoke more to herself than Nita."Haan, woh pahele se hi chachu se chudwa rahi thi (Yes, chachu was fucking her already)," Nita replied."Is he also fucking her elder sisters?" Sita asked."Maybe, but I don't know for sure," Nita sobbed."Kya bahut dard hua jab chachu ka lund paheli baar theri choot main ghussa tha? (Did it pain a lot when chachu's cock entered your cunt for the first. I’d heard it so many times, but never got tired of hearing it. Her eyes are wide open and she is writhing under me. I push her back into the bed and thrust harder. I force my way deeper inside her twisting hips, pushing past her conquered gate. “ Oh Jesus!” she squeals as I drove my shaft home. Inch by inch I forced it into her, impaling her on my huge manhood. She struggles and thrashes, as I forced it in. In a couple seconds my cock has completely disappeared between her cool thighs. Even now.