I watched as Lucy took Lauras pants off and slowly rubbed here soaking wet pussy, my cock was ready to burst out of my pants as I watched these two ho... (and very wet) dirty little sluts getting each other off in my car.As soon as we made it back to my place we headed straight in and straight up to the bed room, the girls where stripped in a matter of seconds and dove on top of me, they ripped my clothes off in no time.I lay there as they started kissing me and playing with my VERY heavy balls,. So I am there for you always. Sh: thanks raki. I feel so comfortable speaking to you. You are so good Me: aunty if I ask something wont you feel bad? Sh: ask raki. Me: what is your age? Sh: I am 32 year old now Me: don’t tell me. Swear on god I thot you are 26 to 28. Sh: ya ya. Because prajju is 5years you calculated like that right? Me: yes aunty. Sh: I had a son who died because of ill. He was 3 years older than prajju. His name was Preetham Me: I am sorry aunty. Sh: its ok. When I was. Carol was a tall and robust woman, just like her daughter, and she carried herself with the same natural grace. She had auburn hair and smoky grey eyes; she was attractive, but no raving beauty. She was more feminine in her demeanor than the normal woman of these times, opting for dresses instead of the usual trousers and tunics. She was a fine looking woman, but I was equally attracted to her sparkling personality. Carol had an infectious laugh, a wicked sense of humor and a flirtatious. My balls had been separated from my scrotum by at least a foot using several spacers each an inch thick! My asshole was plugged with an inflatable butt plug that She enlarged each week. But the worst of all was the milking machine hooked to my cock that pumped 24/7 at maximum speed, pumping my cum into a big receptacle. To ensure that my balls kept producing cum nonstop She gave me shots every few days to increase my testosterone and also forced me to swallow huge amounts of Viagra every day!.