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A waft of smoke smell came out of the hall. Lettie’s druggie cigarettes.“Can I come in?” I asked and just stepped in, brushing past Janie into ...he hall. “Oh!” I heard Janie all surprised behind me but she stayed to close the front door and that gave me time. I could hear talking and laughing from a door that was open – one Janie had just come through probably – so I walked through into the kitchen, remembering it from my swim in June, and then quickly across and into the swimming pool. If the erection that Sandy had crafted were to diminish as a result of having an orgasm, surely I was in heaven. Otherwise, I knew perfectly well where I was.Sandy continued to cream herself up. I started to think about how I wished the cream on her body hadn't come from a can, but rather had it come from my scrotum. She started to sensually lick the cream off of her fingers."Mmmm, that tastes so good!" She said this as if she had just swallowed the fluids of a man she had been wanting to. It was my passion to be a pro photographer and Anu didi wanted to be a supermodel.Everything was going well or was it? Should we continue this? Because till now it was just me n Anu didi but involving a new person was risky but mostly I felt jealous because somewhere I was lusting for my sister’s hot body and wanted to be the male model in the photoshoot. It was Sunday and my mom was at home so the shoot was automatically canceled. In the evening my sister asked me to take her shopping. We. Can I have it?” I pleaded, desperate beyond words by now, rubbing my smooth cheeks with my fingers. “ok you dirty little slut, spread em nice and wide for me” he demanded. Obiediently i complied, watching him kneel between my thighs, holding his cock with one hand, rubbing it across my hole. I rubbed a little spit onto it till i was wet n ready for him. Then he pressed it against my arse-hole, gently nudging the tip in and out, never letting it disappear inside me, which he knew I so badly.
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