On the first day of their stay in the hotel, the three mothers and their sons go to the bar restaurant, sat themselves down on a table and drinking ...eacefully, until the manager, his assistant gathered everyone into that same room, hoping to catch the full attention of their hotel’s only guests. The manager had asked for the restaurant walled-in Samsung flat screen TV to be turned on, so that everyone present knows what the hell is going on around the world. As first glance both mothers. Saadi ma bohot achi lag rahi thi.Ander aata hi usha na darvaja band kar deya.Ma bhi bad sa uth kar jab vo darvaja band kar rahi thi maina unki picha sa pakad lea or unka solder pa kiss karna suru kar deya kabhi solder pa kabhi gal pa kiss karta or dono hatho sa chuchi dabana laga.Vo bhi thodi thodi garm hona lagi.Ma usko god ma utha k bad k pass la gaya or ushka lip kiss karna laga.Vo bhi pura sath da rahi thi.Maina khada khada uski sadi utar di phir bouse utar diya ab sirf bra or panti ma thi. Frankie wanted to feel his cock though, so she fought with his belt and jeans until it sprung free, already stiff and the most tantalising precum oozing from the tip, she felt compelled to taste it as she rubbed the tip with her finger it created more precum, she raised her finger to her lips and sucked it, relishing in the taste of him, with Bob’s fingers feeling their way round her wetness she bent over and licked the tip, it tasted divine and she lapped at his cock feeling it swell even. And we rarely even have sex anyway.John does not need to know about this. This doesn't have anything to do with him. This does not hurt John in anyway at all. If he came in here right now and said, "Cindy, get naked," I'd still fuck his brains out and he'd never know." I totally disagree," I said. "Cheaters always get caught somehow. I just don't understand how you think that having your nephew, Bart laughing at your husband behind his back and telling everyone else is supposed to make John.