.Ye baat us tym ki hai jb mai 18 saal ka tha vo meri mausi ki beti h tho ek din unke ghr me koi nhi tha tho unhone mum or muje ghr me rukne ke liye bu...laya tho hum log chale gye us tym jb hum pahuche tho didi t-shirt or lower me thi mera tho unke chuche dekhte hi lund signal dene lag gya tha upar se unki gand itni moti or bhar ko hai loda bawala ho jata hai phir hum logo ne baate ki n mai toilet me gya tha vha didi ki pink panty or black bra padi thi shayad gnde kapde the andar ke saaf nhi kiye. My woman, partner, girlfriend, companion, call her what you will, has said that at those times she needs to feel pain I can indulge myself in my sadistic pleasures, but it must be when and only when; she asks me to be hard on her. The remaing time I must confine myself to vanilla sex with perhaps just a little spanking or bondage to keep her in line, which suited my aspirations well! The kettle began to sing and I made the tea, and was just about to deliver it to my bed-mate when she appeared. I pulled her cheeks wide exposing her puckered shaded starfish which forced her to exhale in anticipation of what was to follow, “Get on your knees up on the sofa please Sharon” I told her as I got up, “You like my arse sir?” she asked as she followed my instruction and with her head buried in the back cushion I parted her legs exposing her sweet pussy.I knelt down behind her and again widened her cheeks and leant in running my tongue up and down covering every inch of her shaded crack and as. Please don’t cum in me!’ It was too late. Amy felt Peter press heavily into her as he filled her womb with his semen. They lay still for a few moments as Peter regained his breath. Eventually he withdrew from her, feeling her open vagina slowly close around the head of his cock as it slipped out. A few seconds later Amy is on her feet, running towards the bathroom, struggling to pull her knickers up as she does so. From back under the covers of the duvet Peter watches Amy emerge again and dress.