When I walk back into the room the daughter was on top of her mother with her p**** and her mother's face her mother's p**** and her face in a 69 posi...ion Amaya was still passed out but yet she was moaning not realizing that it was her own daughter like in her p**** I just sat there and watched without her realizing that I was there my dick was hard as a rock so I pulled it out and started stroking it without making a noise next thing I know the daughter looks up as he's me standing here with. Vo boli kya tumhari koi girlfriend hai aur smile karne lagi maine kha nhi. Vo boli kya koi pasand nhi aai. To maine bhi mazak mai keh diya ki koi aap jaisi sundar nhi mili wo hasne lagi aur boli kya mai sundar maine kha bout sexy. Vo boli mujhe hi banalo girlfriend phir aur hasne lagi. Mai unki taraf dekhkar smile karne laga to boli ki vo to bus aise hi mazak kar rhi. Abunke ghar par unki beti bhi thi vo to so rhi thi room mai. Khana kha ke hum tv dekh rhe the. Vo boli ki bout armi hai to mai. The oval shape of her face, the slash of black brows in skin so pale, the shining dance of her eyes that had been downcast as of late as she mourned the loss of her beloved aunt, kept him enthralled for the moment as she moved toward the white, frothy waves.The rhythmic movement of her heart-shaped bottom caught his attention and he suddenly wished to feel it under his hands, the skin giving just slightly as he caressed the firmly muscled roundness. Her legs tapered to slender ankles he could. I could hear the two TV's battling for ear time down the hall. In a weak moment, I'd put TVs in each of their rooms. A shout to shut their doors solved the noise problem.John came out of the kitchen and passed me a beer. He said in a straight and formal tone, "Thank you for inviting me over for a little while."I almost burst out laughing. I wanted to roar, 'How did you like fucking my wife?' He saw my grin and broke out in one of his own.Stacy gave me a passionate kiss. I could tell she was.