Geez they were focused, they had fifteen minutes still for a confirming lingerie selection: presented to each other’s critical eye; lacey knickers a...d camisoles being flung out for appraisal from the depths of their travel bags....the briefer the better....Saul wasn’t in a hurry. This was his only booked job for today and it wasn’t looking overly complex. The biggest hurdle was Mrs Roberts, the gossip, the proffered second scone and another bloody cup of tea. He was twenty five and single.. Poonam didi mera lund bohut acche se chus rahi thi. Aur issi beech main unki gaand par thappad bhi maarne laga.Unhe dard ho raha tha. Aur itni moti gaand par thappad marne se bohut tezz aawaz bhi ho rahi thi. Lekin utna hosh nahi tha. Lund chuswane ke baad didi boli, “Rahul, Ab chut mein daalo apna lund. Control nahi ho raha.” Fir didi ne apni taange kholi.Aur aakhir kaar woh moment aagya jiska main bohut dino se wait kar raha tha. Maine apna mota lund didi ki tight si chut mein daala. Didi ki. In that brief instance, I got a great view of her red, and puffy, and glistening pussy, gaping open. Then I saw the dick that had been fucking her. Large, couldn't tell the length, but probably at least nine inches and as thick as a beer bottle, very dark in color and with thick veins. I saw all that before her pussy swallowed up, balls deep, his black cock. His pussy pounding resumed as her fat tits started bouncing to each thrust.I'm not sure how long they had fucking before I got home and I. Because our mum Jenny is really our step brother James who married our dad as a cross dresser and now they live happily and me and my brother/sister and now cross dressers to this part of the story is where we have sex with our teachers and parents.It all started when me and Bobby/Beth where next door neighbors and yes we know each before we went to the orphanage and are real mums and dads were best friends from school and they had me and Bobby on the same date and so this how me and Bobby.