The thin dupatta did not hide the sharp swell of my breasts.Raghav closed the door and walked behind me.In one swift move my dupatta was off and lying...on the floor.His hands crept on my young breasts from behind and squeezed them tightly once.His tongue was on my bare back moving slowly.”Become my rakhel and I will make you happy baby” he said and started rubbing myself agaisnt him. I too decided to enjoy it and tutrned my face to offer him my mouth. Pleased Raghav kissed my lips hard and then. “What do you mean?”“Have you been offered the husband’s cock to feel or the wife’s pussy?”“I ... no I haven’t,” she began to blush.“Tracy, would you like to stroke my husband’s cock and I’d certainly let you finger my pussy. I’m bisexual and love being with men and women, preferably both at the same time,” she revealed.“Here, go ahead, I know you want to feel Dan’s cock in your hand,” she offered. Tracy looked in both directions to make sure she wasn’t being watched. She leaned over, and Wendy. Mrs. Jones chuckled. "Well, I just came in here to tell everyone dinner's ready. So shall we?"Dinner at the Jones house seemed pretty normal to me by now. The family and work conversations sounded like those at any other family meal, except..."Are you staying tonight, Tommy?"Luckily I wasn't drinking anything—this time. "Ah, no. I've got a ton of homework to catch up on." Dammit, why couldn't I get used to the idea that Beth's parents knew about us and didn't seem to mind that we were—what was. He held her hips until his orgasm ended, then he pulled out of her ass. He then slid his dick into Lindsay's waiting mouth. "Clean your mother's ass off of my cock, you lesbo slut", he ordered.She happily sucked his shaft into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, cleaning every inch. Then he pulled out and ordered her to clean her mother's ass of his cum. Lindsay got on her knees behind Karen and spread her ass cheeks, then drove her tongue into her mom's butthole.Every time she got a.