We greeted each other with a warm hug and we placed ourself on her living room’s couch. we talked about from where did she got my number? and she sa...d it was her friend who passed your number. the lady she was referring to is the lady i fucked in Dwarka, the lady whom i introduced to the IndianSexStories readers on my very first story.Before we could begin, i took the charge and asked her to take care of the business first. she passed me an envelope which had my donation in it and offered me a. So I went back to my room.After about ten minutes, I came out again and saw them. But they were still there. My maid was sitting exactly like that, but my father was on her body. I was very innocent at that time and didn’t know about sex. But I understood one thing what my dad was doing was wrong. Both had expressions of happiness on their faces. But there was also fear that someone might see them.Whenever my daddy looked at our maid, he was afraid someone might see him. But the maid didn’t. Or should I get the paddle again. I won’t be as gentle this time.” Jenny’s eyes popped.She dropped down and started licking his dick. The two girls lapped away. Jenny crinkled her nose and dry heaved several times as she forced it down. Within a minute or two, they had it all up and Mr. Michaels looked pretty clean. The worst for Jenny had been getting it out of his pubic hair. It got all tangled and she had to work at sucking it out of the hair. Finally she sat back. Her hands were. Trevor made some soft noises, as much as he could with Malcolm’s thick dick stuck between his lips.After a bit of a struggle to contain the first explosion, I managed to keep sucking until Trevor was drained. Releasing Trevor’s cock, I sat back and watched as Malcolm rode his younger lover’s face. It wasn’t long before the older man threw his back with a cry as he poured his own creamy load into Trevor’s throat. I guess we were all sated after that. Trevor went in and fetched some bottles of a.