”… phir dhire se baithkar mera lund hath me le liya aur kiss karne lagi.. “me bhi kya karu meri bhi to yahi halat he..”… mene use khada kiya... aur phir se jor se hug kar liya…and kaha… “to aao na…ek bar ho jaye…chudai…”… kahte huwe..use bed ke taraf laya aur use lita diya… me bed ke kinare khada ho gaya aur jhuk kar use kiss karne laga..aur hatho se uske pura sharer ko blouse aur paticot ke upar se sahlane laga. 5 min ke bad vo puri garam ho gaye …aur boli.. “ab jaldi karo na…nahi to kamini aa. There left only aunt Zoe with her husband (he drank too much to go home) who stayed for the whole night with us. Also there were 3 dad’s colleagues. They came pretty late at about 9 p.m. I knew only one of them – Vlad Kirsh – he was my father’s boss. He ran in for some minutes from time to time. It seemed like he was attracted to my mom’s butt as he never lost a chance to touch it. The left two were boss’s friends – Ryan and John. I think my dad didn’t know them well, so did I. At first they. I guess I didn't move fast enough, because she looked over her shoulder at me and snapped: "What the hell are you waiting for, Benjamin...do it! Fuck me!"Yeah, Mrs. R. was one of those randy chicks who simply loved a good fuck, couldn't get enough of it. And she went crazy when she was taken from behind. She wouldn't go down on me. No way was she going to give me a blow job. Wouldn't take it in her mouth, or even as much as kiss my cock when I tried to offer it to her. And no missionary. Okay, I looked at my sister sitting there and I became intrigued. She had on snug blue jeans and I liked the way they defined the private curves between her legs depending on her position. Being high made the sight even more desirable and I kept glancing over there. She was wearing a regular t-shirt and I was even getting aroused that I could make out her bra straps. I think she caught me checking her out a few times.When I’d win a hand she would lightly punch me on the shoulder or leg. I.