My body was trembling and my pussy was convulsing as my climax just kept going on and on as he fucked me hard and deep.“GODDDDDDDDDD…….SHIVA CHO...O……MAIN JHAREEEEEEEEE………CHODO…….OHHHH BEHNCHOD…..CHODO MERE SHIVA….MERE YAAR…MERE PATI….MERE KHASAM…MUJHE APNE LUND SE PELO BHAIYA “fuck me Shiva….I am cumming…..ohhh sisterfucker….fuck me my Shiva….my lover….my husband, my partner…fuck me with your cock)” I screamed as my cunt gushed over his huge thrusting cock, my ass bouncing insanely on his. I swept the hair off my face so I could get an unimpeded view of my body. I smiled as I looked at my body, top to bottom. My tits bathed in sweat, nipples still hard. My stomach, equally damp with sweat. I touched my expertly manicured runway, feeling the moisture in that hairy paradise. My pussy still dribbling slightly, adding more wetness to my thighs, already glistening with the juices I’d sprayed down them. I put all four fingers inside my now gaping cunt and, jiggling them about, I formed. “Your brother is over there sucking the skin off Meck’s shit. Can you do that?”“Of course,” snickered the twin that was younger by one minute and f******n seconds.Neville slid off the man’s lap and got on his knees. He fidgeted with the belt and zipper. Soon, he’d set free Perry’s substantially thick eight incher. He licked his lips in anticipation. “Big enough for you, pretty boy,” inquired the deacon with a sly smile.“Yes, sir,” the femboy glanced up through his luscious eyelashes. “Show. Jenny said,"Just get the best plastic and paper plates we can find and let it go at that."I was thinking the same thing but was glad some else suggested it. I did think that we may have too many cooks. Jenny's and my Mom both were going to come the day before and start cooking. I hoped we didn't have an episode of the mad chef. I did stop at the shopping center to purchase another microwave and two of the three section crock pots.The next shopping trip would be for the beds, dressers and linens.