" Brad laughed and didn't sound sorry at allfar from it.I stare at him it was true he was tall and handsome and strong and hewas in my fucking body. I...sat up and more spunk leaked out of my freshlyfucked hole. I want to yell how much more of that shit is still in methe wetness now trickles out and pools under me as I sit up. I feel thewet patch forming under my pussy lips and ass cheeks. My tits hang offme gravity takes hold of them and I look down at them hanging downfreely sensual heavy. She climbed into bed, turned to me and said good night, thanking me again for her weekend treat.A while passed, and as I lay in bed, eyes closed, still trying to get to sleep, I heard the very faint noise of mum masturbating. It was unmistakeable, as I'd heard the noise before from my almost ex who would put on a show for me on a really lucky night. I couldn't believe it — the pervert in me wanted to open my eyes, pull of the duvet, and watch my mum pleasure herself. I knew she would freak out,. "I wet her torso and soaped up the washcloth. I'd scraped the soap and water off her back with a bare hand and I'd dried her with the towel. Neither had the sensual feeling of gliding the soapy washcloth over her. I did her whole chest, then worked all over her breasts. Rubbing up one side, feeling the bump of the extended nipple, flowing down the other side. Top to bottom, bottom to top over one breast. Or the roller coaster ride of going side to side - up and down one, then up and down the. So it is not a full! y new thing for me. And then programmed was fixed in their house and we were invited in the evening. They welcomed us with nice gestures and we settled for some time talking about various topics and we decided to have fun after dinner as we had already prepared mentally for it. We finished our dinner and spending some time more we decided to start game from their drawing room. Before staring the real game we kept a condition before our husbands saying that we both wanted to.