Tab charan kaka ne mom ko uthne ko bola mom bed pe khdi ho gayi to charan kaka bed pe let gaye aur unhone apne 15 inch ka lund khda kar diya lekin maa...upr nahi baithi bs waha khdi rahi to baki kaka hasne lage to kaka ne maa ko upr baithne ko bola. To maa apni taange faila kar kaka ke lode k upar baith gayi lekin kaka ka lund maa ki chut me nahi ghus raha tha to kaka ne apne hathon se maa ki chut ko failaya fir maa ko upr baithne ko bola maa kaka k lode k upr baithi to kaka ka aadhe se kam lund. She broke the kiss, "We shouldn't be doing this" I let her get that out before kissing her again. She pressed me back into the shadows as we continued to feverishly kiss and grope each other. I broke the kiss this time "I can't believe we're doing this" "Oh we're far from done, I've wanted a piece of you since you were in high school" "Shit, I've had a crush on you since I was about ten!" As I spit that out she opened my belt and pants freeing my cock. I slipped the shoulder straps of her. .. well didn't want to leave a pile laying around. Looking out the back basement door, I knew what I'd have to do. To the side I saw a hose hooked up, near a small cement mixer. Sighing, I stepped out into the rain.Rain and mud. My feet sank clear up to my ankles in the slick stuff. I slogged my way out about fifteen or twenty feet and well... I'll skip over that part. Feeling relieved I made my way back, slipping and sliding. Several times I slipped to a knee, my hands also got muddy. I was. Brittney’s auburn hair was glowing in the soft neon light. She was wearing a red spaghetti string shirt and no bra and wore a pair of black stretch pants that didn’t leave much to the imagination. She was sitting across from her friend Sarah whose blonde hair was accented with black highlights. She was wearing an old concert t-shirt along with a mini skirt that had Brittney not been sitting where she was, I’d have a pretty good view to determine what color panties she was wearing. Her husband.