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It was late summer, September, I remember, and there was a tepid weather, I'm very happy to take a trip with my sister for to can stay near to her :-P...because it was from a bit of time that she makes at me very excited to the maximum, not that I didn't knew before of having the sister hottie :-P, but in that last period i, without embarrassment, i had started to have good thoughts about my sister :-P, also caused by her of course :-P, which had led me to peek her during that last months and in. I pull Caroline to me and start kissing her deeply. I let my tongue dance around on her lips and tangle with her tongue. I reach up with my other hand and pull the cups down under the breasts, exposing them to the warm air. One hand grabs her tit and squeezes it, pinching, twisting, and tugging on the hard nipple. My other hand roams about her body, rubbing down her stomach towards her pubic area, it travels down her legs and back up the inside of her thighs. I touch her all over her without. Her vital stats were 32-28-34. She had the most amazing ass and breasts which frankly even after being in a relationship with more than 6 months I never saw. Why ? well she is such a Nerd and a lazy bum, either she will be doing her assignments or if and when she is free she will be sleeping. She was also very conservative, I was her first BF to be frank, so I gave her time to adjust ,but you know desperation had crept in me and I thought I had enough of it. So I started to talk to her a little. I made my way to the back of the lab trying to put together an excuse. The last thing I wanted to do was disappoint this goddess but I knew I was going to make an idiot of myself. The rest of the class was trying to pretend that they weren’t enjoying my misfortune and a couple of my new friends even looked a bit jealous. I wasn’t sure why but was bound to find out. Stopping in front of the Tutors desk, I realised that the goddess had been joined by another. She could have been her.
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We struck up conversation throughout the meal. When we had finished eating and just sat around chatting I put my arm around her and could feel the del...cious swell of one of her breast. She didn’t seem to mind and she cuddled a little nearer me. I then moved my hand under the table onto her leg and gradually worked my way up her thighs to her cunt. I began to rub her and push my hand against her cunt and she responded by opening her legs a little wider and pushing back against my hand. Nobody. He put both hands on either side of my Moms head managed to pull up and he used his right hand to pull out his prick just as he began to shoot his seeds onto my Moms stomach and outside her wet hairy pussy. The two of them were out of breath, lips locked together but exhausted from kissing. They breathed in sync as Rahul squeezed the last of his white potent cum on my Moms belly and laid down next to her. http://i.imgur.com/794HZAI.jpg?1 Accha, Yeh accha hai! Rahul said. (Good, so good.) Rahul. More

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