Phir maine melt chocolate ko uske nipples lips navel aur chut pe lagaya. Aur upar se neeche dheere dheere poora chata apni tongue se. Itne der me mera...phir khada hogaya.Itne time me woh bahot horny ho gayi thi. Maine apna lund uski chut pe rakha aur ek jhatka maara mera lund uski chut me chala gaya kyunki woh bahot gili ho chuki thi. Joki woh virgin thi isliye usse dard hua but thode der andar bahar karne ke baad woh dard bhul chuki thi.Woh jor jor se moan karke maze le rahi thi. 30-40min. We’re just having drinks and chatting.” Pause. “Okay, great. We’ll be expecting you.”And then Sandy turned to us, “She’ll be here in five minutes. Her name is Brenda, but everyone calls her Bren. She’s a sweetie.”When we heard a knock on the door, I spoke up, “I’ll get it.” I was trying hard to get over being so shy, and the drinks were helping. I peeked through the spy hole and then opened the door enough for Bren to come in. “Hi, Bren. I’m Jan. That’s Susan on the sofa, and you already know. Tim was playing with her tits and sucking her earlobes as she made her point to her son.Mark climbed up his mother's body as his father retreated and then sat back in his chair, waiting for the next spectacle. Jennifer felt her son's flaccid cock scrape along her legs as he climbed further up until his face was aligned with hers. His hard chest squashed her soft pillowy breasts, and his eyes locked on hers like a missile. Mother and son connected by soul and lust as they tried whipping each. "She'll handle it. Oh, and to add to your problems, we have guests for dinner and the night." he finished as they watched Bill and his women, arm in arm, start down the hall toward their suite."Yeah, I thought we would when you got here so late. What happened?" Well, on the plane, we had to divert around a big storm, then we had to wait for the helicopter because of some type of mechanical problem." I assume you're not talking about commercial."Jeff sighed, "No, a small jet, then the military.