Uske bad sanjay ne apni bniyan utar di or bhabi ab sanjay ki chahti per kiss karne lagi bhabi usko or tej karne ko uksa rhi thi fir sanjay ne bhabi ko...ulata letaker uski bra kol kar alag kar di ab bhabi ki 34 size ek dam gori or pink nipple vali chuchi bhar aa chuki thi uski chuchi bhut tie ho chuki thi or nippal tanker kade ho gye the sanjay ne bhabi ki chucki ko pakda or ek jordar chata bhabi ki chuchi per mara bhabi ki ahh nikal gai or boli sale marta kiyo hai to sanjay ne dusri chuchi per. I said “It sounds fun ... I’ll be there at 6:00 Friday”. Once I arrived Betty had the living room all set up for movie watching. There were drinks and pop corn laid out in front of a 40" TV screen. I got myself comfortable. Betty gave me a bowl of popcorn as the movie started. Then like a cougar she begin to stocked her pry. As she sat next to me on the couch Betty hit a button on a remote and the light turn off. As the credits were rolling she said softly with no one in her life she missed. Sarah’s blouse only had the three buttons. That easily hit the floor. Piled against the wall on top of the coat. Sarah helped with the bra. A front closure hasp, she had doubted either of her newest lovers had ever seen. Her skirt also hit the tiles. Her Garter belt, straps and Stocking tops framing her smooth vaginal mound like a picture of a tan-ish peach colored waterfall. Her excited labia dewy and distended from the crack. Sarah now mostly nude, Lilly still fully clothed broke apart and. “No of course not, darling, we were just talking. Now come on, if we’re going shopping.”Mike went off to dress, he was coming to make sure we got the right clothes for our forthcoming photo shoots.I applied my makeup, as Suzie sat on the bed.“Mike was hard, and you had your hand on his cock, were you going to give him a blow job Mummy?” She asked.I didn’t reply. I didn’t have too. I stood, and pulled on a pair of jeans, tightened the belt. “You were, you dirty cow!” She exclaimed.It was the day.