Based on "Poem on the Underground Wall" by Paul SimonRoommates all have gone out shoppingFantasies, ...hey know no stoppingEagerly in stocking feetI pad into her sacred keep One Solitary PurposeFaces on her wall accusingGuts conflicting and confusingYet I find the strength to tamperWith the contents of her hamper I Pull Out Worn PantiesI'd caught a glimpse once long, agoStanding behind, she bent down lowA cotton, flowered fashion showEmbroidered. Like I said, I never was much for masturbating, and I didn't expectthat to change, even after the fantastic cum I had had last night.Back when we were in Jr. High, a bunch of us used to get together andjerk off together, racing we'd call it, to see who came first. If onlywe'd known years later we would be trying to cum last not first. I hadfound it really exciting, watching the other fourteen year old boysstroke their hard cocks. Their dirty finger nailed hands curved intofists of those. I was looking into that cleavage and the boobs, which were eagerly waiting to come out of that tight blouse.When I was looking into the boobs she used to give a naughty smile. By seeing this my dick got hard and can be seen on my boxer.One day my parents have to go for some festival in our hometown. They offered me to come along with them, but I couldn’t go since I got a couple of interviews on those days. Since they were going, they asked megha to cook food and take care of the cleaning part.. He lowered her panties too and revealed her pussy to me. Then together we sucked on a nipple, finger fucked her, and attacked her clit until Mom too passed out.Dad said, “Wow! We have two girls to pleasure anytime that we want too.”I looked at Dad and asked, “Anytime?”He smiled and said, “You bet! They belong to us, don’t they?”About that time Audrey stirred. Dad and I went to work on her nipples and removed her jeans and panties too. Once again we excited her to unconsciousness. After the.Read More
