Usnay mujhe kaha ki mere ghar aa jao saturday ko mai tumhein4-5 ideas deti hoon ladki patane ke …. uske bataye hue address par mai pahunch gaya satu...day ko around 2:30 dopahar ko … maine door beel bajai to andar se awaaz aaye .. kaun hai … mai uska awaaz pehchaan gaya aur bola … mai bus waala friend .. to usnay darwaaza khola .. aur maine dekha ki woh ek patli saaree pehnihui thi jisme uske bhare hue boobs ubhar ke dikhayi de rahe they …Maine socha ki yehi accha mauka hai .. usey dekh kar kisi. Her head twisted from side to side. Her lips slid up and down my cock. The suction was incredible.“Damn, Mommy-slave,” I groaned. “Just hungry for my cum.”She nodded, moaning.“Yeah, you want to guzzle your son's jizz after you drank down all my piss, don't you?”“Of course she does,” Melody murmured.My sister-wife padded down the hall, naked. Her sandy-blonde hair was a wild mess. Her round breasts bounced. In her late-twenties, she was as sexy now as she had been that first day over a decade. Her hand right hand shot out, her left busy holding her thong to the side, and squeezed me. “I need this in me.”“Just, what's your name?” I panties as she tried to pull down my panties, my dick's tip rubbing against the cotton material.“Katharyn,” she groaned.She tugged harder. My girl-cock spilled out of my panties and smacked against her wrist. She let out a wanton moan, her brown eyes staring at it. She gasped my dick and slid her hand down my girth to the blonde thatch of hair adoring my. After a few minutes the bathroom is filled with steam as the hot water washes away my thoughts. I grab the body wash and squeeze the bottle, pouring the cinnamon scented soap on to my chest. I pick up my shower poof and rub the soap across my breasts and down my stomach. I work my way down soaping my thighs down to my ankles and back up again until I'm covered in a rich white lather.I step back under the shower head and let the water wash the soap from my smooth skin. The steam continues to.