” I tore my eyes away from her.I expected her to cover herself up, but instead she opened the door and reached down inside the refrigerator. Her big...breasts swung forward.“I fancied a ham sandwich with mustard, do you want one?”I didn’t particularly, but I was looking for anything to give me a reason to stay!“Hmm, oh, sure Mrs. T.”“Less of the Mrs. T. My name is Val.”“Sure Mrs. T, I mean Val.”She placed the ham and mustard on the countertop and turned to face me, one hand on the countertop.“Am. Me ne kaha haan ji fir vo hasne lagi.Fir mene uski saadi ka pallu niche kiya to kya gajab ki lag rahi thi vo blouse me . Fir mene blouse ko khlol diya or sadi ko bhi utar diya ab vo sirf bra or peticot me thiMene fir se usko kiss kiya or uske ball dabane laga fir usne apna hath mere jins pe rakha ro jins ka button khol diya. Or mera jins utar diya uske bad usne meri tshirt bhi utar di ab me shirf apne underwear me tha jisme se mera land bahar nikne ke liya betab tha. Fir mene kiss karte karte. “I’m cumming Mummy,” Paul called out.“Yes baby, fill me baby,” she replied, feeling the heat of his ejaculation. “Oh baby that’s beautiful.”Paul collapsed on top of her, his cock still pulsating inside her, her muscles contracting as if trying to draw every last drop of his seed from his balls.As David moved aside, Paul rolled sideways, Jean giving a groan as his cock slipped free.Laura seized her chance, sliding down the bed, covering Jean’s cunt with her mouth, searching inside her with her. He reached around her and undid her bra, removing and giving her back the glass."OK, baby, stand up for me, please."She did, finishing the last of her wine. Again, Greg knelt before her, reached around her, almost resting his head against her stomach as he unclasped the skirt and let it fall to the floor. The garter belt followed and, finally, he slipped his thumbs into the elastic of her panties and slid them down her legs, lifting each foot in turn to free her from the last of her.