.. with my (then wife) and her sister who had a bangin' body and at the time was about 20 years old... (By the way my wife was one of those 30-somethi...g chicks who looked great btw...) (one of the hairiest bushes I've ver had the pleasure... but whateva) after a full day of watching my sister-in-law in her bikini, who had a tough 20 year-old body btw, I was so horned up that I wanted to "jack-off" in as dirty a situation as I could find. We went to dinner and we ended up back at the hotel and I. I scuba-dive. I like to work around the house, fix things. All right, so I don’t suck at everything. But I can’t relate to people and rarely speak to anyone apart from my psychologist, Ola. Ola is a mossy flannel green, kind of soothing the way a psychologist should be. Him I speak to, once a week. Our relation is safe, with clearly drawn limits and limitations. He wants to cure me from depression. I suppose I also want to be cured from this depression I suppose I have. Ola is also soothing in. Both of them said that it would not look nice to go out like this and asked me to get their dresses from their home and gave me keys. I went and got their dresses gave it to them and asked them to change in my parent’s room and I came to my room to change my dress. Then Aparna aunty called me, I went and Aparna aunty asked me to check if the shower was working or not. I went inside and opened the shower, it was working suddenly both of them came inside and again started playing with me, in. He continued licking her in one long stroke after another from clit to pucker. He fluidly repaired to the rosebud at the centre of her ass. His tongue fluttered and danced over her puckered portal sending her into a spiral of wild love cries and shivers which got even more intense as he fingered her tight asshole, in preparation for his engorged cock. Her tight muscles closed around his finger as it sank into her ass to the first knuckle. She was so lost in the moment she was unaware of him.