Can she hear him? Can she hear the bedsprings or the slight bang of the headboard against the wall? Who knows. She's never let on that she knows what ...oes on in my bedroom late at night. She hasn't said a word about her husband fucking his own daughter. Maybe she just doesn't care. It's not like he's neglecting her pussy for mine. He fucks her all the time, hell he fucked her tonight! I heard them earlier when they first went to bed. Minutes after their door closed I heard the rhythmic bang of. Aaaahhhh,,,ooooohh nikl gai aakhir vo aadmi ne varsha ki gaand me apne lund ghusa hi diya or varsha k sharir par let gaya varsha ab do lund k dhakke se hil rahi thi varsha bich me dabe huve bhi 3 aadmi lund chus rahi thi ab varsha ki chut wala aadmi ka lund ke dhakke se varsha upar aati to gaand vale lund ke dhakke me vo nice jati jitni jorse varsha chilati utni hi tej vo do no dhkka lagate ab vo do no chut wala or gaand wala aadmi jhad ne par the to apne lund varsha ki chut or gaand se nikal. Her hands are moving and, in a swift movement, her nightie is over her head. She opens her eyes, and she realizes that she is naked. A fear is crossing her mind, but she discards it. If someone sees her, what would they say? or do? She looks to her right and to her left, no one is there. But what is happening to her, she have never done that, not alone, not in full bright sun. She remembers going skinny dipping late at night with her husband. Suddenly, a cooler wind hits her. Her. “I will accept fifty pounds and not a farthing more: or nothing at all”; I said firmly. “You are simply too generous; but here is the fifty; and I want to buy you something special before I leave” she said before kissing me full on the lips. It was going better than I could have expected; I now had some extra readies that I could do a bit of dealing with. I could have taken more from her; but her money was going to be mine soon anyway; so why rush? Besides it fitted into the grand scheme of.