Eventually he started rubbing my back harder, giving me a massage, which only turned me on more. I know I moaned a few times, but I was too tipsy to c...re, even when he lifted my sports bra and took my shirt off the rest of the way. His friend had started massaging my legs too by this point and I was hornier than I'd ever been at that point. My mom's boyfriend had his hard cock pressed against my ass and I didn't care.I was rolled onto my back and he had his hands running along my stomach and. Chalo ab jara pehan ke dikhao.Mummy bhi haar dekhkar khus thi. Aur woh haar pehnne lagi. Mummy ke gale mein mangalsutr tha. Jo unke dudh ki line ke theek upar tha. Fir unhone haar pehan liya.Mummy – Kaisa lag raha hai papa ji?Dada ji haar dekhkar thoda bhavuk ho gaye. Jo sirf natak tha. Mummy dada ji ke kande par hath rakhkar. Use sehla rahi thi.Dada ji – Bahu tum bilkul meri Meera (dadi ka naam) jaisi lag rahi ho.Ye baat bolte hi dada ji ne mummy ko aapni baaho mein bhar liya. Mummy bhi bas. She can feel her Mistress’ hand tighten in her hair as she grinds harder against her face. “Yes that’s it you little slut…lick me.” The Mistress moans.The Mistress grinds her pussy harder into her slut’s face moaning loudly as she cums. Her slave lapping her cum up. She rubs her pussy against her slave’s face coating her face with her juices before pulling away. She leans down and kisses her slave then tells her,“Good girl.”The slave beams at the praise as always happy to have pleased her. I responded with a quick nod of my own. “All right,” I said.My mother moved while I took off my jeans, coming in close behind me to press her frontage against my flank. I looked down and saw her big boobs compressed between us, a gasp coming from me when her fingers curled around my cock.“It’s been a long time since I took care of you,” my mother sighed as she caressed my length.“Mum,” I croaked, “I don’t think you should…”“Hush,” my mother breathed in reply, “just let me do this.”I groaned,.