Ab soch ly kia kahana hai…Biwi: bus kar do bus kar do bus kar do…Kuch lyhaz kar lo tum..Kia kar rahe ho..Mein: ab natak bund kar chal shuro ho ja ...nahi tu dosra kam shuro karwaon…kia.…Biwi: darty darty pehla luqma lyti hai..Or ulti karny lagti hai.Mein: kahbardar jo ulti ki..Waisy karni hai tu kar lo..Maza aye ga tumko apni hi ulti kahaty howe jab dekhan gye.ab sub log meri biwi ko hi dekh rahe hain aur as pass a kar khary ho gaye hain….Or mazy ly rahe hain.or baatain kas rahe hain us. She knew that he liked her body. Maybe if he just stroked his cock for a while, it would get stiff again. And then she felt it. The cock started responding to her stroking. She started stroking a little harder. In just a short period of time it was a large stiff weapon in her hand. She turned to her Daddy and giggled, “Would you like to fuck your little girl again Daddy?”“OK baby. You’re Daddy has one more of your holes to fuck.”Latoya gasped at that. Suddenly she was afraid. “Daddy, Daddy. I climbed the stairs slowly thinking about the chores I would do and passed the wash basket, I know, I will do the washing and hang everything on the line whilst naked. I quickly undressed and gathered all the clothes from the basket together throwing them over the bannister, in my haste I hadn't noticed that some of my mothers underwear had caught on the light and the image through her chiffon petticoat and panties was electrifying, instantly my penis stood to attention and naughtily I. She wasn’t sure exactly what she wanted to do, but she couldn’t forget the feeling of exciting depravity that she’d had while handling Casey’s genitals. All she was sure of was that she wanted an encore.Soon after her husband left to go bowling, she drove over to her brother’s house. She had no plan in mind or any idea what she was going to do when she got there; she only knew she wanted to spend the evening with Casey. Anything was better than spending the evening by herself. The curious thing.