Main musalsal do bar jhar gai thee bdan ttot raha trha tangen jaewab da rahe theen. per woh nhn ruk rahay thay unnnnnh aaaaaaahmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ki a...zen goj rhe theen aik bola harmzdi chos randia lun aaaah khty he usne phr se sara virya munh ma chor dia or main pi gai woh hata tou ma boli kamino kuch tou mere shoher ka lihaz karo mujhe randi bana kr chod rhy ho gand walay na bal khncy or thpar bola usi ka tou khayal ha ranida wrna itna rty k teri choot laal ho jati ma na zulfi ko dakha woh. He had me get into it. It zipped up the front, but he left it open for the time being. An interesting modification, however, was that it had a flap like I used to have on my footsie pajamas when I was a kid, the kind that lets you open up to go to the bathroom without having to take off the whole outfit.Mom and Michelle came down at that point, and Jeff had them put on their cat suits. They were tight, black and low cut. They had some sort of built in support, because they pushed both women's. She is 42, height 5-”6” and weighs 62 kgs.My mom is fair complexioned, long hair, big boobs and round ass as both of them are juicy where anyone can rate my mom as 38-32-40. 40 indicate my mom’s ass so I think anyone can imagine it. My mom is mad about sarees, she usually wears all kinds of sarees like c****, georgette ,silk, designer and rarely net sarees and looks modern and even sexy too.I have never seen my mom wearing other dresses like salwar kameez and chudidars or jeans wherein she. “What the hell have you done? Pick up your things and go to your room, we’ll decide what to do with you when I’ve calmed down.”Sheepishly I collected my things, aware that my erect cock was dripping cum in full view of my mum, Miss Edwards, and my sisters. Alison smiled provocatively as I passed and I wondered what mum’s threat would actually mean.“Just a moment, Adam. Alison, come back down here this minute,” Mum shouted up the stairs.We both came back downstairs, me stark naked trying to.