.Bade bade boobs…..Kamar aur gand bhi badi h isliye lund hamesha khada hotha h….But meri mom ab meri biwi hai….Soo abhi humari ek choti si ladki...hai….Ayesha naam h aur jab se humari ladki hue hai hum jadha sex nai karte the but humari 2nd anniversary arhe thi aur omana(mom) boli ki sibin sunno naaa aaj humari wedding anniversary hai sooo plzzz jldi aana mene bola haa jaan avunag aur evenging me jab me ghar aaya toh meri biwi omana ek light blue colur ki saree with backless blouse pehen kar. Taking my cock in her hand she starts to lick it. Then she pushes it to the back of her throat. “Oh my god,” I say as she pushes my cock down her throat. She works magic as she sucks, but I'm eager for sex. She must feel the same way, because she stands up and leads me to the couch. “I'm on top,” she tells me knocking me onto my back. I do as she says stretching my hands behind my head. She gets in a reverse cowgirl position and starts to move up and down. I follow her rhythm and after a. As I helped her up, I noticed only 4 buttons were fastened, presenting a great view of her deep cleavage. “Come on down to the RV room. A few others are still up and would love your company.”“Ooo! We have company? Who is it?” I sighed, her innocence was so cute. I held her arm as we shuffled down the hallway. She used the handrail that ran along the hallways for support. As we walked, I swung her arm, the back of my hand bumping into her boobs. Damn they were big, with no bra on, they gently. He had drawn my bath water. The tub was one of those white cast iron tubs on feet. I put my fingertips in the water. If my hair were blond and not brunette, I could have been Goldilocks; the temperature was perfect, not too hot, not too cold. It felt wonderful. I laid back to take it all in.My naked man servant, Carlos, as he announced himself, entered to attend his mistress. I could play along.“Carlos, you may start with my feet.”Chuck washed them giving both a nice massage while doing so. His.