Or udhar khan chacha nay apnay haatho main didi ki kamar ko pakar liya un kay haath kafie baray baray thay jo didi ki patli se kamar pore un kay haath...o main a gaye thi ,or phir khan chacha slow slow didi kay pechay hilna suru ho gay or didi be thor thor hilte or bolti .. aaahhh … ammii … ohhh ammiiii … uhhhhh ….Main mar gaye … oh plzzz ruko … bus bus .. aahhhh …or nahi lay sakte ….or didi phir apna haath pechay ko lay gaye tab khan chacha bolay acha es say zayda nahi karta … abhi to half be. As she washed her hair the suds ran down between her breasts and over her stomach. She felt the soap suds trickle sensuously between her thighs and on down over her legs. “She’s not answering,” Terry said, “That’s funny she usually answers her mobile, keeps it close to her all the time.” Paige stepped from the shower and dried herself before putting on her dressing gown and making her way to the bedroom where she used the hairdryer to dry her hair as she sat in front of the dressing table. Now as she performed the boring task of a check out girl, she recalled her cousin's parting comments."Penny you are now sixteen, this job is only the start, you can go further, forget your failures and aim high". These words were a comfort till one afternoon a fellow worker, who she had a disagreement with over a position turned with a tongue full of acid and snapped. "What a name 'Penny' she sneered. "Your parents must have considered you pretty useless to give you such a name, the lowest. I could feel it all over me and underneath me, I writhed gently on the slippery mixture my body involuntarily searching out a hand, mouth or cock. I now knew what it was to be drunk on cock and all I could think about was getting more. I moaned softly and opened my cum splattered eyes to see Dave standing over me.'Baby you are amazing, you have worn out 17 guys and still you want more cock!' he laughedI smiled at him and the other guys,'mmmm I am such a little slut' I said softly, my hand.