" I said, hanging the pink lace panties on my Camry's interior rear view mirror. Allison giggled seeing her underwear hanging on the mirror for all to...see. "A trophy of your conquest, sir?" "No, you are the trophy, my dear." "Oh you are sweet!" she said. With her panties swinging on my mirror and still a little ways to go to get home, I resumed my exploration of what was yet to come. My hand took up where it left off, stroking her now exposed pussy and the soft downy brunette hair that. She was a mother of 2 children and she had milk in her boobs. I saw Alauddin was fucking her like a dog fucking a bitch. He was busy fucking her pussy and ass hole was ridding her and make her ride him to and then I saw that she even milked him with one of her boob’s milk to give him strength to fuck her more. I understood my Didi got horny to see this. Anyway, I use to frequently visit Alauddin’s room. Every time, he use to inquiry about my Didi. How she is? Have any time saw her naked or that. My wife was slowly getting worked up and I saw that my boss was holding my wife’s hand and she pulled it back, he again held her hand and this time she did not pull it back. They continued talking and after a while he put his hand on her thigh and she was scared and tried to get up but he pulled her back and this time she was almost sitting on his lap and she did not stop him. Then he gently kissed on her cheek. She felt shy but she was beginning to enjoy the boss’s company. They both got up. Sie hatte ja noch nicht mal Unterwäsche an, und so groß dass sie sich ohne Probleme darunter umziehen konnte, war ihr Handtuch nun wirklich nicht. Sie war nicht gerade prüde, aber nackt vor ihm?- Nein, dass wollte sie nicht.„Nah wird’s bald, oder soll ich dir helfen?“ fragte der Trainer. Er kam noch näher und stand nun genau vor ihr. Er nahm ihr das Handtuch weg. „EY!“ sagte Melli, zu mehr kam sie nicht, denn plötzlich fasste er sie einfach an. Er griff ihr mit einer Hand an den Busen, mit der.