Our plan was a simple one; the next day when 'Big mouth' went fishing Jenny would pack every thing she wanted from the van into garbage bags and stow ...hem in the storage bins under my bus. I would follow him to his fishing location and when he was under way and out of sight I would disable the Land cruiser, this would give us enough time to carry out our plan.When I had my engineering business a young lad by the name of Ray Spence worked for me; he was to put it mildly 'an avid gun nut'. I had. This incident happened a few months ago. My mom had gone to her native for a wedding. Me and my dad could not go. So we had to do all the work ourselves. Sometimes, my dad’s colleague who stayed in the adjacent block would bring us some food.Sometimes, his wife Sheeja, even used to come to our house to help us out. She was around 46 years old with quite saggy boobs and a huge ass. My dad was 44, sexually very active. He used to look at every women with a lustful eye. Sheeja aunty was no. "Daddy could no longer resist my plea. (Either that, or his hard dick needed my warm pussy.) He got up and hastily removed his pants. When his tool popped out of his shorts as he pushed them down his legs, waves of chills went down my spine. Spreading my legs, Daddy mounted me. Taking his time, he slowly guided the head of his big cock inside my pussy lips. Deeper and deeper I felt it go in. My body started to quiver with excitement as Daddy started his rhythm. As his firm strokes began, my. The sounds of the crickets and frogs is replaced by wind and distant thunder. Now, I can very faintly hear Mrs. Adleson, moaning through the glass. Pumping her hips back and forth as her fingers move in and out of her wet pussy. Spreading her legs as far as she can standing up, she gives up and sits on the floor, pulling one leg up until her knee is by her face, still working her pussy with her other hand. She's really getting worked up. Lifting her pelvis a couple of feet off the floor, then.