" I stammered. "Oh, you've made me very happy, Sweetheart." She said. "Now, I'd like you to show me exactly what you've been doing with my panties."Sh... told me not to be embarrassed, and urged me to hold her wet panties to my nose and show her exactly how I was using her panties, telling me to just forget she was there and do what I'd normally do. So, as my hand stroked my leaking cock, I found the wettest spot on her panties and held it up against my nostrils. "When I was playing with myself. .” It got wild and wild. It was time now to change the position. My favorite one. I made it doggie style. With both my hands. I parted her muscular ass to make an entry for my cock. I guided it and made a hard push. Ammaa was the first words spelt out from her mouth. I kept on hitting. To my view there was a round ass jiggling with my every shot. That jiggling made me more and more horny. I slapped them alternately. Shweta was enjoying it.Due to semi ease position, it was a great experience to. There, all three knelt at the foot of the bed. As they did so Ayda asked Zubeydeh if she did 'visit' the Emir's bed. On receiving a quick nod of assent she knelt in silence assimilating the idea that the Emir, her new husband, also had incestuous relations with his mother.'Oh, well, ' she thought, 'His word is law I suppose. I wonder how Susan will take it?'Meanwhile Alima, who had caught the exchange between the two older women, wondered, 'How will my mother take this one? I don't care; I can. I smiled, and typed in a reply, How have you been going?. We countinued on this common conversation, until she asked me a sort of serious question. How are you and Amanda doing?, she asked me after about fifthteen minutes of talking. My heart sank at the sight of what she asked me, Id rather not think about her. Uhh… Not so good, I felt like closing the conversation. The conversation switched to whats been happening with me and my ex, but then I told her that id rather not talk to her about it..