Or m oil le aaya.Ab aunty man gayi or boli..Thik h mere bas pairo m dard h wha kar de.Mene aunty ko bed pe letaya or unhone saree knee tak kar ke let ...ayi.. Mene oil liya or malish karne laga.Main shi se malish kar raha tha un ka baharosa jeetne ke liye.Fir mene bola kesa laga aunty.Wo boli badiya. To mene bola lo lage hath aap ki kamar ki bahi malish kar deta hu.Pahle to wo mana kar rahi thi but main nahi mana.Mene un ki kamar pe oil laga diya.Ab me malish karte hue un k boobs ko touch kar. She was my sister. My precocious brat of a little sister that could get under my skin and make me crazy with anger with just a few words. My teenaged sister that I had spent the last eighteen years fighting with and resenting. My darling sister that I had made love to last night and I was now trembling just from cuddling her. As I thought about her, warmth seemed to spread in my chest. It was a strange feeling that I had not felt before. It spread in waves from underneath my left breast until. I was actually stroking my cock thru my pants I was so excited and I knew the other guys were too, we all seemed to be mesmerized by the incredibly erotic scene we were watching, a scene that my lovely wife was the star player in.The young masseur continued pounding his cock into my wife’s hairy pussy and we could tell both of them were getting close to a climax, Martha was really moaning and breathing hard and the young guy was pounding her harder and harder. Suddenly, Martha screamed out. The gals were just starting to show up at the house as I was leaving. I waved at Jeff’s wife as she arrived, and made a hasty trip to his house. Arriving at Jeff house he explained how he had patched his PC to his big screen TV and sound system and had a full cooler of long necks beside the sofa. We got comfortable knowing the women knew nothing about this perfect plan, all we had to do was drink beer and watch the show. We watched as the ladies passed around various toys and lubes. They.