Maine us ki taraf dekha aur haran ho gaya . Us ne blouse aur petticoat pahina tha aur us ki chuchian saaf dikhai de rahi thi kun ki us ke upar ke do h...ok khule the . Main us ko bhabi ji kahata tha ” bhabi ji aap ka blouse khula hai ” maine us ko kaha . Us ne khana mere bed par rakha aur mere pass baithte boli ” raju tum khana kha lo bra masale dar hai aur achha bhi hai . Fir mera to blouse ka hoiok hi khula hai tumhara to tent tana hai .”bhabi ne kaha .main aur sharma gaya aur dhire dhire khana. Even in his semi flaccid state he had more than my 5 inches and I could just about make out what looked to be an impressive pair of balls to match. He could have been a model or a porn star with a body and equipment like that. No wonder he had got into the pants of women all around the world!As he brought his hands round to cup my wife’s pert breasts he stepped into her back and I could see his erecting penis push up her back. Although I hated to admit it, they looked good together and I could. When Mary was about six months old Dawn came in to see us and said she was getting older by the day and needed to get pregnant again so Mary could have playmates. "I will play with her," I volunteered."You have to play with us," Andie said with a smile.From then on until she got pregnant again, Dawn was first in line every night.After about two months of that Sammy said, "If you don't get pregnant pretty soon you are going to have to start sharing better anyway. I don't like waiting my turn.". “How does that cunt taste, Stevie?” Mom asked him patronizingly as she wrapped her thighs around his head.“It’s ... delicious, but whose cum is that I’m tasting now?” Steve dared to ask.“Never ask that! Never dare to ask that again! It’s not your place to question your new duties, such as cum-slurping from my snatch and Jilly’s. And our asses, of course! Among others! Just shut up and get busy eating me out! So, Neal, what do you think about some celebrity girlfriends or plural wives or.