“Oh, that's wicked. Ooh, she's making me feel good.”“Enjoy her!” I commanded. “It's not cheating with another woman if we share her.”“Ye...!” Tamara moaned. “So long as the woman's not cheating herself. If she's single, or a slut like my daughter, then it's okay.”“Yes, yes, yes!” my wife gasped. “Ooh, are you going to fuck our daughter?”I grinned as I rubbed my cock against my daughter's juicy pussy. “Not just fuck her. Breed her. Sluts need to breed new sluts.”“Of course!” Tamara moaned while my. Squeezing hard, pulling and twisting it was not long before the nipples were much redder than the pink colour they were coming out of the bra. Chloe kept going until Nat was finished her work.Meanwhile, Nat reached for the zip on the back of her skirt, lowered it fully and slid the skirt over her hips and let it fall to the floor. Nat lifted Angie's left foot and placed it further left so it was clear of the the skirt and likewise on the right side. Since she was kneeling, Nat took the. One of Richie’s dress shirts.One-item means no undies, a fact of which Walker is achingly aware.Like tonight. I’m wearing one of my ex’s shirts, the tails hanging down to my knees. I’m standing at the sink, washing our dinner dishes. We’d polished off the last of Mindy’s saffron polenta and I’m cleaning away the evidence.Walker comes up behind me, his hands on my waist. He’s so tall now, well over 6 feet. He bends down to nuzzle my neck. Decision time. I say, “Hmm.” This signals it feels right. Sayad galti meri thi us vakt me blue film kuchh jyada dekh raha tha. Me boobs ko kafi soft tarike s press kar raha tha jisse vo jag na jaye karib adhe ghante press karne bad mene uske t-shirt ke andar hath dalke press karne laga bra ke uppar se hi. Ab me control se bahar ho gaya tha kyuki pahli bar kisike boobs ko press kar raha tha. Ab me jor jor se press kar raha tha.Thodi der bad vo jag gayi par kuchh boli nahi.Ab mene dusra hath uske skirt ke andar dalne laga ke usne turant mera hath hata.