Sirf hum charo jan baat kiye jaa rahe thi. Fir bhabhi piche aake boli, “Rahul main tumhari lap pe sar rakhlu? It’s paining,” aur maine sar hilad...ya. Ab bhabhi ka sar aur boobs mere lap pe the.Unke arms meri kamar pe bandhe the aur ek haath mere t-shirt ke halka andar tha. Mujhe thoda odd aur horny feel hone laga par main control kiye hue tha. Bhabhi ne deep neck-cut salwar pehni thi. Jisme woh pehle se itni sexy lag rahi thi. Upar se gaadi ke jerks ke karan unka haath mere back pe rub ho raha. ” I whisper to him. “Give me all you got, baby sis.” He just can’t resist calling a girl ‘baby’ in some form. I squat down and lower myself onto his rock hard erection. Jacob holds my waist with his strong hands and helps me to bounce on it. My hands rest on his perfectly sculpted abs. (I’m a sucker for abs) I look up at him and his light brown hair looks a little darker in the dim light. Oh his hair is always so soft. “Ride me hard!” He commands. As if that three word sentence is the gun to. It was easy to see why she was so successful with men. I remember thinking I was the luckiest man on earth when she agreed to marry me. Now I knew differently. Allie continued the stripping of my wife by grabbing her bra and ripping it from her big bouncy tits, and then reaching in and yanking the flimsy bikinis from her sister's crotch. I couldn't help noticing how physically different the two sisters were; Jill short but voluptuous, and Allie tall and slim. Even their hair color and. Carly was tall, about 5'9", and kind of big, about 200 lbs. She had longish, light brown hair,with light streaks that might have been the beginnings of gray, and an average face for her age. But she had nice, big, D-cup boobs and a really big and very round ass. Her ass cheeks looked like 2 basketballs side by side under her dress. Most of the time Carly wore long, calf length sundresses, the kind that leave her arms and shoulders bare, with just an elastic band around her body above her boobs.