Dadaji pagal ho chuke the. Woh meri mummy ke fuddi ka ras chat chat ke jeev se saf kar rahe the.Kuch der dadaji ne aise hi mummy ki fuddi chati. Uske ...ad bistar pe baith gaye. Unki sanse tez chalne lagi thi. Meri mummy ka bhi yahi hal tha. Unki sanse chalne lagi tez tez. Dadaji mummy ke aankho mein dekh rahe the. Unhone mummy se kaha, “Kanchan rani madmast mahak hai tohri bur.”Unhone hath aage kiya. Meri mummy ki kachhiya ko khichte hue unke sharir se nikal liya aur apne nak ke pass le jake. I was about to leave when the blond looked at me again. "These two can't be your children."I shrugged. "True. Their real father died over a year ago. Three weeks ago their mother, a woman I loved more than anything, died in that stupid pickup related riot at the mall. They are all I have of her, and I'm all they have."I was putting my CAP card back when the blond ripped it out of my hand, putting it under some scanner. She looked at it in increasing disbelief and then handed the card and. She would deep throat me, then take it out to look at it and jack me a little, then back into her mouth again. She was playing with my cock as if this was the last time she would ever see one again. I was really getting sexually worked up as I was licking and sucking her clit at the same time. I couldn't hold back and cum in her mouth. While I was continuing to cum, Aunt Jane kept working her mouth up and down on me. I couldn't tell if she swallowed all of it, but I knew she had some tissues. It was a bright blue bikini. Steph's was hot pink. Bikinis were fairly new then. Steph had whined long enough for Mom to let her get one that year. I was impressed by the way both of them looked. My little yellow panties got a lot tighter suddenly. It was just like seeing them in their underwear.As I have said, our family didn't have a lot of money. So there was no pool in the back yard, except the little wading pool. Steph and Darlene weren't interested in swimming anyway. They were going to.