In the past three months, he had lost a lot of weight and was looking fit. He asked whether he and my mom could join. I said, why not? So, he asked me...to come to the drawing room with bottle and glass. My mom asked me to sit besides her, on a three seater sofa and requested my dad to sit on the other side. My mom also wanted to have a drink that day. My father procured two glasses, some water and ice and we started to drink. Very unusually, my mom was wearing a sheer night gown, low cut, which. They’d be thrashing around, sweaty, complaining about the cramped back seat, cumming, and then doing it again anyway.I shook the thought from my head. Inhaling deeply, I went inside. Debby was already upstairs. I could hear her in the shower. I started to undress.The shower went off and I could hear Debby drying herself. I was pulling my pants off when she came out of the bathroom. She was naked, her body glistening from the remaining moisture. She was still drying her hair as she walked to her. She is a buxom plumper one who will nevermake the cover of Mademoiselle but who has considerable sex appeal none theless. She was attired provocatively in a short black dress and heels. I waswearing a two piece leather outfit. Tiffany's eyes widened as she caught aglimpse of what was probably the first dungeon she had ever visited. Especiallyterrifying was my jail cell. This replicates an ordinary jail cell completewith steel bars on the door. Its used mostly for my overnight guests and. I knew it was you who was smelling them, and I liked you doing it. Now Didi’s hands started playing with my ass, caressing it and pressing them over my boxers as she grind her pelvic against mine. My hands moved over to her buttocks, those heavenly globes of pure delight and she sighed. Oh yes, I have been showing off my thighs and ass all the while and I wanted you to touch me like this since so long now. I could not restrain myself any more and said, You are the best Didi that any one can.