Sister Sex Stories

Listen Live! Then you have to forget last night. Why live in such a hurry? Statutory warning: This satirical article adult unmarried mother - father read hidden (without reading it because you do not agree) What to say, "Last night my husband made the mistake!" Brother stock market is on fire here, coalition government is open knots, trains carried away - carried away by the tracks have been divorced, medical papers were leaked, loving sister in laws with Jijaon slink guys are getting the thumbs, The disaster was the worst idea I thought about the law which can be transmitted to her husband? Aljaimr disease because the disease or the patient's memory is the brother will be married in the old age.do. What would I do? I was looking for answers to this question. Sister in law are now less forgetful. The third of these are printed every other news last night that my husband has forgotten, forget your home address or phone number to print. This is a woman every day and endured the pain we will not read in the newspaper. What is it? If heavy forgetful brother so the brother in the world do not have a dearth of people. You clean its hands of another brother Dimagdar forgetful and memory can combine the rich brother. So friends, a dark pretty early in the morning, well built (sister in law because the news Cpwati with photos), the nice woman's mourning weeds celebrate reading - reading the heart and mind, the answer turned out that the brother and at night Now you might think that the press is not, there are a number of the devil. The shed is a beautiful woman everyday - everyday mischief of his office to tell her husband swells and they also work - except Dham, with plenty Ctkare will take to hear her husband's mischief. No friends, no matter. Neither of those beautiful sister in law husband of the day - a day to forget nor to complain that her fairy day - Daily newspaper office are reached. Is that a drug company whose drug within 72 hours any more lovely than default, should - be resolved due to the tension. She was to blame for all of the company and we are simply carrying out these beautiful sister in law - Piravn pain of missing were flabby. The Ministry of Health of the Government of India's pharmaceutical companies are doing a favor. The ancient culture of India to promote adultery always remain indebted to these social service pharmaceutical companies. Friends, this story, the beautiful sister in law Dukiari. are incomplete without the natural female beauty. The incompleteness of your contract to meet their medical Praij Nobel winner in medicine is taken. otherwise not. God knows! I know that God has given you the body without the help of cosmetic surgery can not be changed.

Anitha Pussy

Hi, I am Tony and I am a great fan of desi papa .I am 19 and I am really interested in looking at girl’s figures .In my Neighbourhood all the girls are flat (no boobs), except one single girl named Anita .She a good friend of mine and she is very horny too. About her figure, her breasts are bigger than her mom’s although she is just 20.Another asset of her, is her big curvy ass. Whenever she wears jeans or any hip hugging stuff, her ass just protrudes out somewhat like tearing her jeans. Even when she wears salwar kurta, her buns (ass) outstand. In the hot summers she comes out in half pants and all the men in my locality look at her melons and greed at the sight of her ass. I have a habit walking behind her whenever I am with her, so that I can stare at the wiggle of her ass, when she walks. I am always alert to keep looking down her neckline so as to get a glimpse of the apples of every man’s eyes. And while doing this I have noticed that Anita always wears a black bra, I don’t know the reason but it sure looks got on her tanned complexion. Well all this perverseness for Anita, nobody can resist looking at her she is so sexy. Once in my summer holidays I used to go to her house, well it was June or July I don’t remember but it was raining that day, and Anita wanted to play in the in the rain. Man…. that whole day my dick stood at 90’degrees.It was like masturbating without touching my dick, and I was going to cum. Anita in the rain and all wet, running here and there, her clothes all wet and sticking to her body. I could see the contours of her curvy figure. Her nipples were visible due to the wet bra and the black bra visible over the pink salwar. Her boobs were round with the nipples in the middle like a pair of buttons. Her dark blue panty caressing her ass, revealing the two pieces of buns. The impact of running was that Anita’s assets shook slowly up and down. I enjoyed the sight of Anita’s beauty. Her jiggling breasts and her shaking ass were unforgettable. One day just as when we were talking alone in her house and nobody was there I told her how sexy she was and my desire to fuck her. She got angry and sent me out of the house. The next day she rang me to come over, she wanted to say some thing. I felt strange and but went. I opened the door of her house and Anita shouted to lock it from outside, she was in the shower and was not sounding angry. I sat on the sofa, and then Anita asked me to hand over the towel on the table. All this sounded pretty strange, but I was happy to oblige. The bathroom door was open “come inside” Anita said .I saw a fully naked Anita with trademark large boobs wet and shinning and her dark brown pointing nipples. My lund went erect and looking at this Anita smiled at me. I took my clothes of and my dick was in an upright position. I couldn’t control myself any longer, I caught hold of Anita and kissed her hard feeling her fleshy buttocks and her nipples were pressing against mine. We were hot even in the cold shower and Anita ‘s body was warm, silky body was at my service. I bent Anita, caught hold of her waist then I placed my lund in between her gand and started giving strokes, Anita moaned “Ahhhhhh”, maybe it was her first anal. Anita cooed “slowly slowwww”. After five minutes of that anal adventure Anita became exhausted and I stopped. We both took bath and refreshed ourselves. But I was not satisfied. Anita lay on the bed, and said she wanted more. I jumped on the bed and stared licking her boobs and my desire to suck her round breast was a never-ending one. I rubbed her nipples until they were erecting long and hard. Anita grew hotter and I laid on her kissing her whole body. I reached down and went for Anita’s chut, and I parted her pussy lips and fixed my tongue in between and started licking. Anita squealed “Oh.. Yes…. yes, lick and fuck me with your tongue, Oh god don’t stop Pleaseeeee don’t stop”. She began pushing my tongue against her chut, and I was getting into the rhythms of sighs and gyrating movement of Anita‘s waist. She was pushing and jerking while uttering soft screams, which excited me. Then I ran my fingers into her pussy and ran them in and out. Anita whispered, “Keep rubbing my pussy please”. Her sighs were getting louder and her purring making me horny. She had her orgasm and her cunt filled with juice she moaned “Ummmmmmmahhhhh”. My lund was going to puke but I resisted .I then went to her drawing room and sat on the sofa, drank some water, took some breath. I had put on my pant, lest I masturbated. After 10 mins Anita came out and sat beside me .I asked her how was it? She answered “Meri chut ko itna mazaa pehle kabhie nahi ayaa!!”Then she said “Par meri chut tere lund ke liye tarap rahi hai”. Saying this Anita opened the zip of my pants and put her hand inside, and explored. Anita took out my erect penis from my pant and started playing with it. She was rubbing my lund and fondled with it expertly. My dick was erect and so swollen, that it hurt. Anita began jerking my dick making upward and downward movements with her soft hand. My dick became more swollen and rock hard. “Let me milk you before we get started” Anita sighed. She squeezed my balls with one hand as she began to jack me off with the other. In no time I was squirting cream all over the place. Anita licked the cum off the tip of my cock. Then she teased me for a long time while she was at my Lund. She licked the tip of my prick and licked my shaft up and down, but never completely put it into her mouth. She stroked my lund up and down in her mouth. I moaned in pleasure as Anita did this .I love the fell of Anita’s soft lips ...

My Virgin Sister

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Experience of a boy at Indian Wedding

Experience of a boy at Indian Wedding It is SOFTCORE but develops into footworship , golden showers and some kinky fetish stuff with an aunt- incest type Meeting the Lady at the wedding Ceremony It was a wedding ceremony …. All rituals and traditions being followed very religiously … a three day long festivity would follow where all friends and relatives would gather and have fun. I knew weddings to be a ceremony where two beautiful persons became husband and wife but never knew that it would change life of a 14 years old boy like me . I was just a guest there…. Attending the marriage and was meeting most of the relatives for the first time…. A typical Indian marriage scene, where religious ceremonies, local musical instruments and reciting of the holy scriptures formed the most part of the day….. which bored me as hell, but saying anything against such rituals would be taken as a rebellion and so I had to sit in all sorts of boring prayers and religious activities. But I was so wrong in my opinion, yeah… my opinion changed on the very first day, after two long hours of sitting on the floor in one of such prayers….. cross legged along with all the other relatives while a fire was ignited and the priest started saying his mantras….. While sitting cross legged my knee touched the knee of a middle aged 30 – 35 year lf lady… I felt electrified…. She saw towards me and I bowed a “namaste” (Indian way of greeting elders with folded hands”). She smiled. Slowly I increased the touch as 2-3 other relatives came to sit near us…. so I had to sit a bit nearer to her. My hand made its was to her feet. She felt my hands on her feet but I pretended to be normal on face…. She changed the position and my hand pressed under her legs while she changed her legs in that cross legged position…… After a few minutes my arms started to ache and I tried to squeeze it out from under her legs but she increased her body pressure as soon as I tried to move my arm out…. The chanting of the mantras was at the highest and I knew soon it would end and this ceremony would end. So to make the best of the available opportunity, I kept my hands there….. towards the end she allowed me to squeeze out my arm from her feet so that no one else knows what had been going on there….. In the lunch, I tried to get near to her and she obliged… after the formal chit-chat she asked me about my arrangement for the stay that evening. Since I was alone so was staying back at the house where the wedding was being solemnized. Since no other ritual was due that day, most of the people went to their rooms for having some rest, while the younger men went out for a stroll…. I loitered in the house in search of the lady ….. “Hey you didn’t go out to see the country side.. all boys of your age have gone out…” “Ah yes, but I was.. actually,…” “Were you looking for someone….” “Ah.. no… In fact yes… I mean.. I was looking for some room .. ah I mean, I was so tired so wished to rest in some guest room…” “Come on, I have been allotted a room in the guest house, you may have the afternoon nap there…” My heart jumped with excitement and she handed me the keys…. I went to the room and pretended to sleep. She followed me and thought I was in deep sleep. She slept on the other side of the double bed….. Slowly I touched her feet again and since she snored I gathered courage to put my mouth in her blanket….. Inside air was filled with her aromatic feet and her feminine fragrance.. my lips kissed her lightly and very attentively so as not to disturb her… She changed position of her legs in her sleep and so I crept back…. I saw her sandals besides the bed, on the floor and dived upon them to devour them.. licking each nook and corner of her sandals…. I was so hard that I feared I would cum in my pants…. So I went in the bathroom. Since she was the only occupant of the room, she had lazily put her undergarments in the hangers hung at the back of the door…. As I closed the door, I saw her garments hanging… My heart thumped with excitement… her panties, socks, bra… and the pants she wore last night while traveling were hung there….. I licked the crotch of the panties first, inhaling the musk and savoring the taste of the dried juices on the crotch…. Slowly I went to the bra and almost chewed it….. last came the socks and I sucked the toes portion of her socks… I was so lost that I came while these precious clothes were in my hands and the drops of my cum trickled on them….. If she gets up in a minute or two and finds my cum on her garments….??? I was dead white in fear…. Should I wash them !!!! What should I do ? I decided to wash them along with some of my clothes.. later I would say I was washing my clothes and so I saw yours and washed them too…. So instead of washing just the undergarments, I washed all of her clothes so that she might not doubt me…. I came out and slept on my side again. After and hour or so, all door received a knock for the evening tea being served… Both of us woke up and I brought the tea from the common hall to the room. I made two cups of tea. She took some snacks out of her bag to be taken with tea. She went to the bathroom and immediately came out…. “Who washed my clothes…” “I washed them.. actually I was washing mine, I saw your hanging there, so took your pant and shirt for washing…. Accidentally the undergarments were hidden in the pants and shirt, so I could not see them first….. later on when I found them ….. hope you won’t mind …” She smiled … “I had traveled all through the day yesterday., so they must be smelling awful..” “Nah, absolutely no… they were so clean and it was delicious… I mean it was fun.. I mean I didn’t find them bad….” She gave me a surprised look. And thanked me for the trouble I had taken… We got ready to leave for the common hall to attend the evening ceremonies…. “Now how would you explain that my sandals are so clean…..” she said with a devilish smile. I was caught unprepared as I had never thought she would go to such length and was so particular about her things….. “I don’t know…” “But I know…. I know about all this , understood…. Bring my sandals and put them on me feet now….” She commanded. I was overjoyed with gratitude and hurried ….. to serve her. She sat on the chair and I was on the floor, putting sandals on her feet. “May I kiss them please…..” “Sure.. go ahead….” I kissed her feet and licked the upper part of her feet, when the door was knocked again…. We were again called to the common hall to attend the rituals…. We went to the hall again. All of us were asked to get seated in the vehicles waiting out side and follow the marriage procession which was to reach the girl’s house….(In India boy goes to the girl’s house for marrying her and brings her back to his home the next day….) We boarded the bus and took the last seat….. since many people preferred their own cars so we got the choicest seats easily. The wind was cold and the blanket proved cozier and more comfy too. My right hand made its way to her breasts under the blanket and my left hand was on her crotch area….. Unbuttoning her shirt and unzipping her pants my fingers explored the heights and depths of her silky soft body…. Charging my whole being with erotic ecstasy … and she had half closed her eyes and her sighs indicated the pleasure she was deriving from the journey we were passing through…… My fingers were quite wet and I had to take them out for sucking them in my mouth, drying them and inserting them in again…. The massage and fingering under the blanket with the limitation of traveling in the seat of the bus, having a constant fear of getting caught by the few other relatives sitting on other seats… all mixed up to provide the best and most exciting situation for us…. Now she had had her orgasm and wished to sleep and so she attached the back of her head to the window of the seat and put her feet in my lap, lying horizontally on the seat…. My hands were again busy with her feet in my lap… massaging hem, feeling their warmth and I ducked into the blanket, while saving my self from eyes of the other passengers….. giving quick kisses on her feet or where ever my mouth landed…. Touching her with my lips was what excited me most, irrespective of the fact where and how long I kissed…. She too remained excited as it was enough for her to feel the contentment that she had aroused a teen age boy who was less than the half of her age… Her eyes , her smile, her lips, revealed her feelings….. Soon the three hours of the journey elapsed and we reached the girl’s house…. All alighted from the bus. The bus was parked in the lawn of the girl’s house. Drinks were being served and everyone enjoyed amid loud music and dance. “I feel so wet and dirty down there… all messed up” she smiled as if she was happy being dirty down there… I licked my lips and winked….. before I could understand what my gesture could mean, she said “Okay, lets go to the bus again and you may lick me clean there….” We left the on going party and came to the parking area… we sat at the last seat in the bus… she slid her pants down and sat on the seat with her knees on the breasts. My tongue made its way up her honey hole and I sipped her juices to my fill and sucked the pink petals hard to draw out any moisture left in them….. she trickled a few drops of her golden wine in my mouth which I greedily gulped…. “You liked that…” she asked “I loved it” “Oppss… but it was my piss…” “No problems .. I am ready for drinking your golden wine too..” “Say it fully , I wish to listen your words…” “I beg you to piss in my mouth, I’ll love to drink your piss” Hearing my words, she let her golden nectar flow in a regular but slow flow into my mouth.. having the orgasmic juices mixed in it I drank it to my fill. When she stopped I licked her sides to clean any droplets of her piss….. The warmth of her piss enthralled my mind with affectionate love she had showered upon me.. what else could I expect from the God now….. She settled her dress and was about to leave….. “Mam, may I lick you feet again, I am dying to lick them….” “What you are still after my feet even after drinking my piss..” “your feet are so attractive that I still…..” “hmm.. let me check your level of craziness for my feet …. Okay, I’ll allow you to lick them.. ………… only after you tongue my ass hole….” Without saying a word I was on my knees and she stood there, a little bowed with her elbows on the upper ridge of the adjacent seat….. I lowered her pants and parts the two cheeks and slid my tongue right in… making little but quick circles on the pink puckered hole…. She wiggled a bit and bent down a little… allowing access to my tongue to explore a little inner parts of her ass hole…..one of her hand pressed the back of my head to have better contact with her back area… my face almost submerged in those heavenly cheeks…. “Hey you are licking the hole from where I shit… you are smooching the point from where I pass my turds… you like that…” I could not reply as was too struck in there…. She was wet in the front again and made me suck her pink petals again….. Then she lay exhausted on the bus seat and I lowered my lips to her feet, licking them, smooching them and sucking her toes….. she lifted her other foot and massaged my head, her toes running through my hair and touching the scalp…. Suddenly the loud music stopped and we too came to our senses…. The wedding ceremonies had started and so we too went to the girl’s house again from the parking place…. Joined in the ceremonies after adjusting our dresses. By 2 am the wedding mantras concluded and the marriage ceremonies came to an end. I had to reach my office next afternoon and so had planned my train from that place only and so I could not accompany the lady on the return journey…. She gave me her card….. she ran a ladies boutique …. I whispered , “ Don’t you need a boy to work for you in the boutique ….. I wish to have a job in my school vacations this year after my exams are over… “ She smiled, “Sure.. I’ll be waiting” Both of us parted…. She gave me a small packet and said “for you journey back home….. hope you’ll not feel alone… open it in private” I boarded the train at 4 am.. it was almost empty and I opened the packet….. yes you guessed it right….. it had the panty, bra and socks she wore all thru the day….. Later in vacations I again joined her boutique… but that’s a different story where I went to deliver the garments and “my services” side by side to different ladies who were her clients……

Swamiji Big Rod

My name is Teja people say I look a like the actress kavya madhavan and I am in quiet fair and slightly hairy on my hands and my stats are 34 30 36 ( during I was at my 20's). I am married with one kid and I was at my early 20s when this happen to me. Me and my hubby are happily married coupled after the first year of our marriage I gave birth to my son during that time we called up the local temple gurukal for our baby naming ceremony. On that day I still remember it was around 11 am and the gurukal came to our house. He was a quiet an old man in his late 60's with mix of black / white moustache and beard and slightly bald headed. After he came I greeted him and invited him to the house.The Gurukal then requested the date of birth and time of birth for my son as well as mine and Sanjays( my hubby) . As requested I went and brought the BC for him and after checking the date and time with his own notes he sugeested the name Ajay then I saw worries in his face and I asked him what is wrong Swamiji ? He said while nodding his head "I have to inform you about this according to your new born baby astrology the sign are not good I mean there is a dosha for the father and the son and it is going to affect their lives" I was shocked for a while and I asked him " Is there any remedy for this swamiji ?" and he said "Yes the remedy must be done by the you " and I asked "What is the remedy swamiji?" Well you have to stay in the ashram for 1 month and do prayers and meditation I can guide you on this.Then I said I will get back to him. That night I talk to Sanjay when he came back home and I told him the issue and Sanjay said that he wont be around for the next month since he has to leave to US for work I said I will call my mother to take care of the child for time being.The day after the ceremony I called the swamiji to home and told him that I am ready and he asked me to move next day and then he left giving me the address of the ashram and the next day I packed and went to the ashram outside Chennnai. There was young gurukal waiting for me and brought me into the ashram and showed me the place which I will be staying. Then after a while the swamiji came to my cottage and ask me is everything is alright and I said fine and he said "You dont have to worry about anything you prayers will start tonite "Then that night around 10 oclock the swamiji came to my cottage and he gave me bag with some clothes and ask me to follow him and I followed him we walked from the ashram deeper into the woods about 45 min and then we came to another small cottage near the water falls inside the woods. The swamyji ask me to enter the cottage and he enters the cottage together and he asked me to changes the clothes to the one he gave me earlier and I changed up with the clothes which was a milky color saree but I didnt remove my blouse. After he looked at me and said " My child you are not allowed to wear anything else except the clothes that I gave you" Then I asked him " Swamy you mean I cant wear a blouse ?" Then he said " Not only blouse but everything else must be removed you should only wear the clothes which I gave you" I was a bit shocked and he said this is the way the prayers need to be done and I did what he said and I feel so exposed and when I went back and he said some mantra and ask me to follow and I did and after that he gave some water to drink and then he asked to take off the saree and put in on the floor and lie on top of it ! I was speechless and shocked and I said " Swamy you want me to change first or ....?" He said " No just take off your saree you have to be naked This is how you can cleanse your body from the dosha " I said " But Swamy I am a woman and ....." He said " Dont worry this is prayers" Reluctantly I remove my saree and my tender body is now naked without a single thread to cover it from the eyes of swamyji to feast. I cover the floor with the saree and lie on top of it and then he got up and came sit beside me . My pinkish nipples become sensitive to the air since the whether was cold. After he thorougly enjoy my body I felt like I am being 'raped' by his eyes. He took something oil like in his palm and pour it into my navel valley ! I was shocked then he said " I am going to cover you from the dosha so that after remedy you would not be having any side effects of the dosha" and he started to use his thick and rough skin fingers to spread the oil like liquid to my belly. Then slowly his crawling fingers moves from my belly to my 'milk hills'! I can feel my tender breast is being crawlled by his fingers exploring every inch and by now my nipples already be hypersensitive my pinkish nipples has become redish and hardened to the maximum but he have not touch it yet. He keep arousing my cleavage and the bottom part of the ' juggs ' and then he moves his crawling to my armpits! I could not take it I said " Swamyji... please dont it ticklish " He said " Dont worry I have to covered everypart of your body" by now I am already wet. Now his hands moving towards my erected nipples! I moaned "Aarrgghhhh. ..swamijy" Without being distrated by my moaning he slowly rubbing my nipples with his fingers and 'torture' them by twisting and pinching them softly in between his fingers. His rough skin arouse the nipples more and more when he touches it ..... I moan ..."Aarrgghhhhhmmmm mmmm swamy what r u doing to me mmplease ............ .finish the prayer as....faster ......arrghhghhhhmm ?" Now his fingers crawl downwards all the way to my toe and he started to pour the oil there and slowly he is reaching towards the 'valley' upwards. While only my hubby get to do all this and now another man is touching me sensually but I controlled my self by now he is already reaching to my pubic hair and pour the oil to the 'valley' I can feel the oil driped into my opening! He spread my both legs apart abit !and now he has got a clear view of my 'valley' which is only covered by soft pubic hair. Now I can feel the thick and rough skin fingers started to crawl all over my 'valley' " arrgghhhhh.. .hhmhmmmhmhmhnnn nnnnnnhhmmmmmmar gh..ar gh..argh" I moan. I could not take it anymore I begin to enjoy it then he asked "What you want now teja ?"I said ......swammyji. ...what r u .....asking? " he said "I want you do you want me Teja " and I said " I want you swamyji..... ! Take me ......." And he slowly insert his thick fingers into me and I yelp " OUch ....arrghhhh. ..hhmhmmmmmm. ......more ...more ....I want more swamyji take me" I am already 'flooded' with 'honey' and he kept playing in the honey make them drip out of me ! I was flowing heavyly and I could not stop the sensual and he begin to move toward my upper body and started to kiss my 'milk juggs' softly with his thick and rough lips I was speechles then he asked me " Teja I want to drink you milk! i know you are keeping it for your baby but I want to taste it! Can I ?" and I just " Take it....take.. .me....take it all......." Then like a a hungry wolf he 'catch' my sensitive harden nipples with his hairy mouth and swirling the nipples with his thick tongue! I moan " Ohhhhhhhhswamyji. ..oohhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeaarrggh hhhhhhcare. ......... ......... .. .aarrgghhhhhhhh. ..a.rarggghhhhhh hhhmmmmmmmmmmmmm mh agrgargh..argh. " and my milk started to flow slowly and he drinks it like a hungry child. He fullfill his 'hunger' with my tender nipples which only be tasted by my hubby. While he is busy with my nipples I took off his dhoti and now he is totally naked infront of a women and I saw his thick long rod with all the veins are bulging and pumping blood to the 'head' making it fully erected and hard ready to 'enter'. Now he looked at me with lusty eyes though asking for signal from me to proceed further and I just speak in silence he position himself in between my fleshy thighs and started to rub his 'head' on top of my clit I begin to aroused and slowly moan and he started to thrust his 'thick head' into my 'door' slowly and it was a bit tight because I am in the process of 'resrtucturing after birth' and he said " You are like a virgin gal..Teja..tight" I said " Do you like it " he said " Yes ....very much do.. you like it ....." I said "Yes my swamy I like it very much please push it in I want you to tear me apart swamy " and he begin to insert the whole ROD in me its around 6 " long and 2" girth. I moan in pain and pleasure "Aaarghhhhhswamy. .....myswamy. ........arrghghm h..h hmmhmh...swamy ...harder... .swa..... .harde tear me apart ....deeper.. deeper..argh. ...argh.. ..yes take me harder" He ripped me apart with his monster 'ROD' is was huge and long enough to explore to the deepest point into me. I was in ectasy and the swamyji stroking me harder and harder I was totally wet and I begin to cum more than 1 time and that make my 'valley' wetter. The more wetter is it the more excited swamyji is and suddenly he started to stroke me violently and he said " Arrgghhhh teja I cumming " I moan in excitement "Cum in me swamy ......give me your 'vindu' .....give me ...argh....hhmmmmha rder..more harder swamy....push it deeper .....yes ....yes..... arhg ....I can feel it .......argh. .....it yes ...yes...!!arhg. .argh ...swamyji!! !!!!!!!!! " He moaned " Teja........ .you are so good.....and wet....argh. ..argh... " I could felt suddenly there was a deep thrust deep inside me and a burst of warm and thick liquid deep filling my 'valley' and flowing out partially together with my 'honey'. The swamyji 'released' me from his grip and I took his ROD in my hand and started to 'clean ' the mixture of his vindhu and mine which covers it and still dripping cum. Swamyji jerk some more cum and I took the whole ROD into my mouth and did a thorough 'cleaning job'. After that session throughout the 1 month we had many session like that and we fullfilled many of our hidden desires.

Wife Became A Slut

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