"I want some fresh air on my pussy," she giggled and threw them to me. Holding them to my face I ran after her and we fell into the caravan laughing a...d giggling like two naughty kids. She fell back onto the bed shrieking as I followed her down and fastened my mouth onto her glistening wet slit."Ooh yes," she moaned as I used my tongue to open her nether lips, "I can see why our mother's like this so much."I used my tongue like a miniature penis, fucking her gently as she pushed herself back at. " And the other woman – I can't remember her name – surely can't really be Diana's mother. Maybe it's just a fluke and somehow they don't age. But if that's true, why aren't there doctors or research people hanging around here trying to find out how they do it? Then again, maybe there are. I'm a stranger here, so how should I know?Hmmm. I think I'm jealous. I'm twenty-seven, and Diana looks younger than I do, and her mother – if she really is her mother – looks about my age. Then with a mental. As Joan dropped her skirt to the floor Vic dropped his pants at the same time. He was not wearing underwear. As Joan removed her panties exposing her beautiful sex, that was covered with blond hair just matching her shoulder length blond hair, Vic walked over and put his mouth around her right nipple and squeezed her brest with his hand. Finish undressing me. Vic said and Joan removed his shirt. Joan had seen that Vics cock was large even though it hung there still flaccid. As she dropped his. I fucked her in various angles, and also thru both the holes, that night. From that day, we both had regular sex, just like I had with my wife praneetha, and now my sister Uma was my new wife, giving pleasures every day and night. I used to fuck her every night I go home and also at early morning, then we used to take bath together. There was no objection at all for us as we were away from our parents and in USA, nothing was wrong. Even Uma felt the same. Now Uma, My sister was my unofficial or.