Then she said, bata na, kya special hota hai?Then I told her to stand up and I gave a big kiss on her lips. Then I asked, do you feeling something dif...erent now. She was speechless. Tu bhi na, batata bhi nahi, direct kar leta hai. She smiled and said, achha laga. Then I asked her directly, chal, aaj raat mere sath so jaa, sab batata hu. She nodded yes.Then we went down. She also came to my room. She said Samir bhaiyya ko bura to nahi lagega na. I said he is with my sis now, he has lost his. ” They made us take a bath together, which is nothing new. But I never had to clean his little dickie and tiny nut sack before.I was confused. If I was to pick Philly’s outfit, why wasn’t I in his bedroom looking at his clothes? Why was I in Aunt Jane’s room? Why was I surrounded by this frilly girly lingerie?A dry cummy hit when I realized what was going on. Philly was going to be dressed in this girly lingerie for his wet cummy party, and I was going to help pick out his outfit!“Sally, did. After seeing her do this he left. A similar thing happened with hubbys family, they heard the stories, they witnessed the slut, they had a go themselves. By the end of the bbq sarah hadnt eaten anything, except the cake, but she was so full from all the cum, she had gone through a roll and a half of toilet paper just from wiping her pussy and ass clean. And so every man who knew sarah and her hubby also knew that he could do whatever he wanted with her whenever he wanted. The best times were. I looked down and you'd placed a car mat on the cement, position where I knew instinctively was my place of worship. I kneeled and approached your silky pantied pussy with reverence and desire. I slowly and firmly moved in and rubbed my face lightly over your soft panties feeling the fleshiness and warmth that eminated from within. I breathed in and out heavily onto your covered pussy and smelled your arousal and could see the wetness touching and forming a little damp darker coloration. I.