The room was dimly lit from the glow of the TV, and it seemed to make everything seem so forbiddenThen Emmy seemed to move, and I was immediately terr...fied. What was I doing?Suddenly Emmy squirmed a little bit and I pulled my hand out of her pajamas. She cautiously got up onto her knees and then she looked at me with such a confused expression, I was worried she might cry. Then she quietly whispered, "Michael, I want the light on. Please - let me."And then she moved across me, and crawled. I went home with fully drunk and was upset with that ugly fight. My dad asked me what happened to which I didn’t reply anything and went to sleep.Next morning, I woke up at 10 am and straight away went to the kitchen as I was starving. I saw my mom wearing salwar kameez and she was looking very gorgeous. I remember Rakesh word of fucking my mom ass and I stared at my mom’s ass which made my crotch erected fully. I felt like grabbing her ass and fuck her like an animal.Mom suddenly turned. ‘Go on then. Fuck me Charles. Let me have it all,’ she gasped, the first words of English she had used for twelve days emerging spontaneously as she pushed up onto him. And with a great roar he let go, pumping spurt after spurt deep into her, the muscles in his shoulders showing like corded steel as he took her. She locked her lips onto his as she came with him, hips bucking and grunting with passion, her measured poise from the early evening long gone.At last they slowed and he raised himself. "Me too!" said another voice. That turned Mitchell's head."Uh, Mr. Wright? Meet my twin sister, Megan," Morgan said after an awkward moment. "When I heard your twins were coming, I had to invite her." And we're glad you did," Brittany said, still facing away from the door as Mitchell continued to pump away."Dad! Would you mind if we ladies had some time alone?" Brianna asked as her father pumped his first load of the morning into Brittany's needy pussy."Great idea, girls!" Morgan said as she.