Next day main utha to dekha didi baathroom se naha kar nikali only tawal me or apane baal sukhane lagi unki chikani legs dekh kar to main pagal hi ho ...aya mera lund khada ho gaya fir didi ne bola tu bahar ja mujhe change karna hai or main bahar aa gaya .Didi change kar k aa gayi unhone aaj ek salwar suit pehna tha wo hall me aayi to unke haath se glass gir gaya jese hi unhone jhuk kar usko uthaya to mujhe unke milky aam (boobs )k dhashan ho gaye .Kya boobs the yaar maan kar raha tha chus lu. After dinner, we decided to head back to the pool, as the options were limited. The pool area was far more serene at that time of night. Only a handful of couples surrounded the bar area. We joined them and introduced ourselves.They were mostly older couples, probably ten or fifteen years older than we were. They described themselves as “Hedo vets,” as they had each visited the resort a dozen times or more. As I chatted with one older woman, she casually put her arm around me and began. I loved the feel of his incestuous cum pumping into my depths, filling me to the brim. I quivered, caught on the cusp of exploding, wishing I writhed with them.Ava whimpered her own rapture, pleasured by my brother. A stud who gave women the pleasure they craved. He pleased them. Pleased me. And instead of jealousy, I felt joy that he gave Ava such ecstasy.My pussy spasmed hard, convulsed. Euphoria raced out of my snatch as I came. I grit my teeth, my head banging back into the wall as I. And hey, what do you call yourself there? I really want to read some of these stories of yours.”For one moment, I thought about saying “Sprite” or “Abigail Thornton”, but just in time I thought better of it. It would be bad enough Caitlin getting an insight into my own dirty fantasies, without thinking I had minds like theirs, however good the writing was.“Naughtyannie,” I admitted, “all one word.”Caitlin smiled. “I’m defo going to have a look tonight,” she said. “See you tomorrow, Naughty.