I Fucked My Indian Daughter In The Kitchen

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I forgot that it was her birthday and she felt that I didn't take our relationship seriously enough if I couldn't even remember something like that. Well, I didn't take our relationship all that seriously. She was a good fuck and knew how to please a guy in bed, but other than the sex part I didn't really know her all that well, and frankly I didn't really care about all that relationship crap. We were just 22, what did she want, marriage or something? That attitude is what screwed me, that and the fact that I was in no mood to fuck around and pretend that I cared. To make a long story short, I ended up walking home a little too drunk and with no pussy in sight. I was pretty buzzed by the time I got home. I figured that I'd have another beer and go sit out in the back yard and work on my tan and feel sorry for myself. Fucking women! I stripped out of my clothes and put on my sunning trunks which are pretty skimpy, no reason to cover up more that you need to when working on your tan.. " So you can hear us?" No. I was thinking I may call Nina. If we're risking trouble with Mom." Is that the skinny girl? You two do it? You don't go out with her I didn't think." No. We like each other, but not as boyfriend/girlfriend." My younger brother has a fuck buddy? Now that's cool. Sure. Call her and get you some too." One thing. I'm out of condoms. Could you ask Rod to bring some? Normal sized?" Oh he'll bitch and moan. Especially about having to ask for regulars, hah. But yes sure. We don't use them, but no condoms, no pussy. He'll do it." Thanks."The timing worked out ok. I could hear my sister getting everything she needed, and not being shy about letting the world know. Her boyfriend Rod is a jock type. The kind with endless self confidence and not afraid to show it. He's maybe 6-2, muscular. He has the matching equipment. A little later Nina arrived. Nina couldn't be more different than my sister. Petite, very thin, with barely bumps and nipples for a chest. She was.
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I was aghast that she dared strike into my sensitive area so hard, but I realized she knew exactly what she was doing, because my initial impression of 'omg that's too much' very quickly matured to 'please fuck me harder,' and I didn't need to ask.I held my hand gently against her back as she flogged me, hoping to encourage her, which I seemed to be doing. She kept pounding with increased force as the rhythm remained, like a machine...like James had done, and then she progressed to something resembling a jackhammer. It was sort of painful, but an intensely good pain. I started to tremble in response to the outrageous wet slaps, and dug my fingernails into her flesh. I told her I was going to come, and she simply persisted as my knees began to shake. I have always been multi-orgasmic, but I had never had three big orgasms in a row like this before. My body was doing unfamiliar things, like the shaking went from my knees to my whole legs, and then my whole body began to sort of seize..

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