Moti Aunty

He knew he would not be denied this time. No more sliding his engorged shaft again her rough, denim encased leg or her friends while he strained for r...lief, only to be denied again and again. He was finally going to fuck his bitch.“Fuck-the-Bitch!” Claire slapped Tori’s naked ass again, maybe harder than she should. “Up, Sultan, Fuck-the-Bitch!”“Oh, Claire, I don’t’ know...,” Tori looked back, recalling the huge size of her dog’s cock.Too late. Sultan jumped on his master’s ass and began. Is that clear?”“Okay Mom, I just forgot. Sorry. Don’t have a cow. It’s just a nickname. I won’t forget again,” he said meekly.Megan stared at him. This wasn’t the brother she knew.But as soon as her mother turned back to the stove with a, “That’s better” comment, he grinned broadly, licked the two first fingers of both hands, put them on his shirt, on top of his own nipples and then rotated them in little circles, like that goofy guy on Saturday Night Live. Megan had to leave the room to keep. More

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