Aunty ne muje welcome kiya.Aunty ne mere liya nimbu sharbat laya…Glass lete wakt mere hath se glass fisal gaya aur sara sharbat mere pant pe gir gay...a ..Pant puri gili hui thi ..Aur gili hone ke karan chote miya ki salami saaf saaf dikh rahi thi .Aunty ne ek baar meri oor dekha aur gussa hoke khaha ki tu jaldi andar ja jo pant saaf kr ke aaja..Mein daar gaya aur jaldi bath room mein jakar panty saaf ki aur ek handpump maar ke sara pani nikal diya..Muje handpump marte wakt aisa laag raha tha ki. Dave kind of looked me over before he replied. I know what he saw. I’m pretty close to 19. But I do have to admit I look younger. I have blonde hair in a short pageboy haircut. I’m on the skinny side, I only weigh 104 and I’m barely 5 feet tall. Ok it’s worse than that. I’m a carpenters dream as my dad say’s. I’m flat on both sides. Although I’ve always thought of it as being athletic. “Ok Meraina where am I taking you?” Dave queried. “Well I was kind of hoping we could go to your place.” Dave. Before he knew what was happening, he was flipped over on his stomach and his ass was pulled in the air. His crotchless, red panties and his flimsy, red nightie were ripped from his body and tossed on the floor. Without a whole lot of ceremony, Scott felt the head of that gigantic dick being pushed in his boycunt. He grimaced a little and took it with relative ease as he felt his prostate being massaged. He started moaning like a cheap whore; his own tiny cock producing a steady stream of. I wanted him to fuck me hard and deep and drive his cum into my bowels, and then have my Mom jerk my cock like she had just started doing. Before long I was about to cum. "Can I cum Mommy? Please!?" I could tell she was almost breathless when she said 'Yes slut. Cum!" and smacked my ass. That was all I needed. She stopped jerking and just grabbed my cock. She moved her other hand to get something and I shot cum everywhere. It was like she was holding a hose. I pumped and pumped cum with.