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Ttech final year one night I dared to touch her boobs directly without any bra so I did to my surprise that day she dint wear any bra to my luck I felt her boobs and nipple and then was at same position fondling her breast cleavage for 45 min and all if a sudden she turned other side. So there ends that day trial later next day I tried to go 1 more step ahead that night I tried fondling her breast for some time though she wore bra unknowingly.Next step I did that day was I tried to feel her raw clean shaved lovely dusky hot cunt lips I even succeeded in that and next step I did was I started fingering her feeling her hotness!! It all happened for 2 hours long! Then she suddenly woke up with inserting my finger to her cunt lips and slapped me on my chin thrice. Next day night she was aware I would do the same but she still slept beside me even then and she then started observing what I was going to do acting that she was sleeping this time she was facing her ass towards me.So I then. Her fingures touched the tip of his rod and felt the precum oozing from it. She just rubbed his tip with her fingures and had smell of his precum and tasted it.Meanwhile, Venkayya had his sumptous meal of two ripe mangoes, and with utmost satisfaction reflecting in his face, bent down and kissed Yelli’s pussy and held his cock and directed straight into her pussy. With one push his cock entered her pussy, and Yelli with all her vigour raised her torso and to make his entrance easy. Menkayya was moving to and fro on her body, his cock was moving in and out her pussy like railway engine’s piston. It was moving non stop.First slowly and later it picked up the speed.Yelli’s moans were increasing with the increase of speed of Venkayya’s cock.Yelli: Adi, maava, dengu maava dengu, naa pooku baddala dengu, chimpesey, aapaku, nenekkadiko ellipaothunna , gaalilo thelipothunna, maava, inka gattigaa dengu.I never knew whether she was shouting or crying, her both the legs were holding Venkayyas.
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