She would not believe that. I kissed her on her forehead. Then she told me to give her time. I gave her we were like frnds for 2 years i kissed her on...her forehead every time when she is going to her house. One day on my birthday i got a card from her that she will going to give a party for my birthday and a special gift is also waiting for me.Then at 8 i was there till 8:30 no one is there she came with a violet kameej and black leggings with silver high heels and specs; she was looking damn. Both of us glanced at the woman.She came around the left side and stood about a foot from the car. "I'm Mia by the way," she informed us, prior to taking off her red tank top.We both had to watch her as her shorts went down as well. She took off her bra and slid down her matching pink silk panties as well."I'm seeing you two," she mentioned, getting back on the car. "So you should be able to see me too," she moaned before she began masturbating again.Then I suddenly switched positions with. Her vaginamassaged it intimately as I plunged deeply into her. Iwas fucking Diana. I was fucking my own daughter.My cock seemed to have a mind of its own as I moved inand out of Diana’s pussy. The texture of her vaginamassaging shaft with each movement. Diana moved herpelvis in unison with me. Our bodies were as one.Pleasure our only objective. We were lost in the ecstasyof the moment, our bodies fiercely humping each other’ssexual organs against our own. The rapture buildingsecond. I twirled on the bed, like he wanted, and lowered my hot, very wet pussy to his mouth, like he wanted. He wouldn't need to do much to take me to the edge, either.Oh, Sara, you taste so sweet. Nectar from your dazzling flower. A honey pot.No, that wasn't Jason's thought. My dad was doing a little thinking, too. We were within thirty feet so I could feel everyone's sensations and emotions, even through walls, but I'd also managed to crack open both bedroom doors earlier. I believed Dad or Jason.