She has been working for us for the last 10 years. Aap baitho jiju, I will go and change.” I said, “Are you going out somewhere?” She said, “N.... Why?”I said, “Phir is dress mein kya burayi hain. It’s ok. Don’t be so formal.” I had almost finished my tea. She offered to take it for cleaning then I purposely let the cup slip. It fell on my lap and some of the leftover tea fell on my jeans and the floor. She said, “Oh. Sorry jiju.”She quickly scooped the cup from my lap and went to put it in the. Tom was still fingering mom’s pussy and as I concentrated on watching the pink lips swallow Tom’s fingers and come out glistening I jerked my dripping cock. I didn’t really care about the sexual politics of what was going on, I just wanted to blow a load. “That pussy of yours is so wet, Kate, I think it needs a good fucking. You think so, Kate. A big hard cock ramming your slut cunt making you beg for it.”“Just dump your load and get out,” my mom snapped. “If I ever see you again, I’ll kill. Whenever she hit one of her daughter’s pleasure spots, Kimberly’s hands or lips seemed to put an extra bit of effort into caressing Lucia, thus all benefited from the experience. Lucia loved the way that Christine looked and moved while she was making love to her daughter, but she also noticed that as time went by, she got more aggressive, nastier, bolder. Kimberly loved all of it, as her mother’s fingers flew in and out of her tight, shaved pussy, her green eyes narrowed and her breathing. Made it to the urinal, now with my little tiny 3" dinkie hard, I tried to pee. A guy on both sides of me, I glanced at each one, then down to their dicks. One wasn't much bigger than me, the other was 8" and soft! I stared at his, then looked up and smiled at him. He finished peeing, stepped back a little and stroked his cock a couple times, then shook it, looking right at me. I licked my lips, he tilted his head toward a stall and walked into it. I followed, nervous, shaking, hoping no one.