Naturally I check my mom out and masturbate to her at night but I never smelled her panties, until she came from work once And rushed to shower. Her b...oty is firm so it doesn't jiggle much I wait till the shower comes on and I rush upstairs and into her room to the hamper my heart pounds as I begin to have second thoughts as this could change my life. I get the courage and I pick up her pink hanes panties that look to small to contain such a big ass. I sniff the sweet smell from her panties as. Hamare makan ki malkan widhava thi. Inski Char betiya jisme ek ki shadi hui thi. Dusri bhag gai thi aur baki do padh rahi thi. Usme ek this Bharat jo college ke dusare saal me thi aur mai SSC me tha. Vo khub padhati thi aur sab cram kar ke yad karti thi. Mai bi padhane me aage tha to usko mujse thodi hamdardi rehti aur muje koi problem ho to vo solve kar deti ya guide karti. Uske do bhai the lekin dono badmash aur padhne likhane me bilkul dhyan nahi dete the. Yehi vajah se vo mujse jyada. And Dianne was sexually free, boy, was she free. She was even more open about her sexuality than Kristin, and Kristin has always been a tiger in bed.What was even more surprising to me was that my sexual excitement was greatest whenever I fantasized my wife Kristin making love to Dianne while I was watching. In these fantasies, Kristin and Dianne totally shared their bodies -- there was no inhibition of any kind. The number 69 appeared often in my mind. And I imagined my throbbing, erect penis. Sue accepted the invitation and positioned her hand under Maggi’s crotch so her thumb could find the nub of Maggi’s clit and begin tormenting it.Then she leaned back up and looked back and forth at the couple beneath her. Her hands seemed to be moving in unison as she stroked each of them. By now, I was stroking my own cock watching the scene unfolding in front of me. Mitch raised up on his elbows again and reached for Sue’s breast. He looked over at Maggi and that look told her to follow.