Oo meri didi u chahta hai ooo mujhe kehta rahta hai ki teri behan bohut sunder hai ,teri behan ke ghaand maar na chahta hoon aur mei bhi kehta hoon ha...an zaroor hum dono marege paar sirf maazaq mei hum bohut close hai jayse jab oo meri behin ki bat karta hai mai uski maa ki baatkarta hoon ye wahi dost hai jiske mama ne meri maa ko chuda hai ,phir bhi oo meri didi tabassum ko chudna chahta tha hamesha sirf oo didi ki hi baat karta tha , isliye maine mere dost ko meri aur meri didi ki rath ke. As my rhythm picked up and I started to get close to a finish, she reached back between her legs and stroked my cock and balls with her nails. I couldn’t help but groan and my orgasm began and I rammed in as hard and deep as I could get to cum in her pussy. I don’t recall a more pleasurable fuck, even with my wife, whom I loved deeply. I collapsed on the bed and couldn’t move. The next thing I know, I was being cleaned with a warm cloth but when I looked, I was surprised to find Chelsea. Isi dauran uske pati ko gaav jana pada koi bimar tha so wo 4 din k liye jane wala tha ye baat sunita nai mujhe batyi aur 4 march ko subha uzke ghar panvel milne ka fix ho gaya. Karib 1 week ka gap tha so wo din aya maime pune se train pakdi direct panvel pohcha 12. 30 k aspas waha se auto krke uske building k paas jake usko call kiya to usne mujhe 3rd floor pr aane ko kaha. Mai jaise he waha pohcha wo door pr khadi thi aur direct andar aane ka ishara kiya. Mai fatak se uske ghar mai ghus gaya. At his feet, nude, with her head lying against his knees is a woman. The man absently pets her hair. The look on the woman’s face is rapturous. I saved it and started to feel the sharp pangs of longing for my Master. I grasped my right tit savagely through my blouse. I pulled on the nipple and felt echo of the pain from this morning when I had worn the clamps. I superimposed Master’s face on the face of the man and my face on the face of the woman. I imagined feeling slightly cold and slightly.