Their eyes were affixed on each other. rashi had a quite smile while urmila had one of dismay. The two Africans stroked them until all of their juices...filled their bodies.The two other black Africans had just about dropped their loads watching the seduction of these two indian women. Their cocks were rigid and anxiously waited for them being buried into their indian cunts.Both urmila and rashi were exhausted and pleaded for rest. No rest would be allowed. These black muslim men wanted their. "You don't have to wear clothes for my sake. I like you naked." I don't think Dad would be interested in looking. Get dressed, my adorable hussy. We need some breakfast to rebuild our energy." We dressed and walked out arm in arm.Dad was in the kitchen with coffee. We went to the pot and I poured one for Pat and then one for me. Pat said, "Have you had breakfast yet, Dad?" Not yet. I was waiting for you love birds to get out of your nest." He grinned.Pat said, "I'll cook while Mark helps."I. He still has it! You both are still hard!" "Our cocks will stay hard for another hour, even after we've cum. I can often cum twice. Really!" I told them. He had started stroking his still hard cock as we talked and I asked him if he wanted to cum again. He sheepishly smiled at me, then at his wife. I stood up with my cock sticking straight at his wife and offered for them to use my bed, but, she immediately mentioned that they were going out to dinner and she did not want to get messed up. I. There she was, my sister was fully naked and some one was sucking from her boobs. To my horror it was not a man but a friend of my sister (a girl). She was also naked. My sister was massaging her boobs with her hand it was oily I think they had applied oil. Her body structure was like that of a professional call girl as seen in movies. I had seen her many times coming to my house to see my sister but haven’t spoken to her. She looked very beautiful in her birthday suit. She was inserting a long.