O amar sari ta kamor obdhi tole amar panti khule amar gude abar akta lathi mare ami abar jore cachate thaki . Sata sune sabai chute ase ar amar oi aba...stha dekhe haste thake ar amar gaye thututu phelte thake.Ami bollam tomra janowar na manush tomader ghare ma bon kau nai naki, aiktha sune akjon bollo sorry boudi ami sai sakale bariyechi akhon ma ba bon kau barite ache kina jani na, ai bale ora aro haste laglo ar amai petate laglo. Ami tokhon oder bolllam amai tomra ja balbe ami korbo kintu amai. ” “Have you not tasted your own vagina then.” I replied. “Well no.” I dipped two fingers deep to coat them in her juices and lifted them toward her face. “Taste yourself then.” I challenged. “I can,t do that!” she sniffed. “Why not? You swallow my cum and you know that tastes good. Your pussy tastes even nicer.” “How do you know?” I,ve eaten other pussies, but I bet yours tastes even nicer because so much juice floods out of yours.” Well if you want to do it then go ahead.” she sighed. “You can. I don't have any self esteem left anyway. After watching all my friends growing tits over the years while I just barely fit into an AA cup bra, and after hearing all the comments, not just from the boys but from the girls, too, I couldn't be any more self conscious about my breasts.I was just starting to be able to deal with not having much in the way of tits when this crap all started. All this carping about how small my breasts are definitely isn't helping my self esteem.Tank stepped out of. Reni was moving against him hard, trying to make him go faster, and begging in his ear. ‘Dev, please, I can’t wait, please, fuck me Dev, make me cum. So damn close…’ She was gripping his shoulders as if she might never let go, and he didn’t want her to. He looked down at her. ‘Tell me what you want sugar, tell me how you want it.’ ‘Hard, hard and fast, like you’re a runaway train and I’m the tunnel. God Dev, it’s so fantastic, it’s driving me crazy.’ His lower body began to give her what she.