Meri figure34-28-34 hai. Hamare ghar mai mere mummy papa aur bhayia hai.meri umar 18-19 saal ki hai.rang gora chuchi gol hai.meri pichli story muje ra...ndi banaya aapko pasnd aayi thanx,us din mai 6 baje ghar pahunchi meri taange dukh rahi thi sharir tut raha tha, par maza bahut aaya tha, meri saheli hai hema mai us-se sari baat share karti hu, uska birthday tha 18 june ka, mai uske ghar gayi wo tayar ho rahi thi, maine use wish kiya. Wo bahut khubsurat lag rahi thi,Me : chalo party do aaj b’day. I crept closer to the sleeping warleader. A glint to my right drew my attention. In an open chest, sitting upon rumpled clothing, lay a necklace of braided gold with a ruby, the size of a chicken’s egg and reflecting light across its cut facets, attached at the end.My heart almost stopped beating. I’d never seen a ruby so big before. Without thought, I snatched it up, holding it before my eyes. A deep crimson bled out of the depth of the stone, growing lighter on the edges as the light shone on. I reached in to my fag bag and pulled out a handy wipe, cleaned Miguel’s cock and balls and cleaned my spit and some cum off of his gorgeous pubes and he pulled up and took the watch at the door. The Boss guided the younger of the three in front of me. He appeared to be about 19, smaller and slighter than the others but a good looking young man with thick black hair pulled back in to a short pony tail. He was wearing red nylon basketball shorts and sported a tent. Like Miguel he had a. He squirmed for a bit, chuckled and then thrust his upward, sliding his hot rod inside me. It was me who squirm this time and followed by soft moan and enjoyed the feeling of his rock hard cock slid in and out of my slippery pussy as I pumped my hip up and down. I tightened my muscle when I lifted up and relaxed when he thrust upward. ‘You are so hot,’ he complimented. ‘And you’re so,’ I added between my breaths, ‘big! God, it fills me.’ His hand continued to massage my ass underneath the poka.