She lay, fucking herself, as I slipped out of my clothes and climbed on top of her. Cyndi was face down, and her ass was now lubricated with her fragr...nt cunt-juices. I lay down on top of Cyndi and put my bulbous head up against the tight hole of her ass. Her luscious cheeks parted smoothly and I shoved in, penetrating her with my cock. Cyndi moaned as it went in. She was still very tight there. But I could tell she loved it. I started pumping away on my porn-star slut sister, working my cock. Apni chamdi ko unke andar paakar jo dard mujhe hua usse yehh to pata lag gaya ki dard dono ko hota hain. Mami mujhe dheere dheere andar dene ka keh rahi thi. As she was experienced I allowed her to dictate terms.Mami ke moonh se” oooohhhhh aur jore se haan aur jore se,..badaa maja aaraha hai mujhe tum to kamaal ke ho sunkar main bhi sahi feel kar raha tha. Ek aurat ko shaant kar paa raha hoon yeh soch maja aa raha tha.Mami ne mera haath apne breasts par rakhwa liye.She said that your hands are. 'No need to answer Dad, you face has done it for you, ' she said pealing with laughter. 'Who is she? Wait let me guess. It's Michelle Grayson's aunt, isn't it?''No Kate it isn't. It's someone you haven't met and seriously it was nothing that was planned.'I went on to explain yesterdays events, omitting certain obvious details.'When do I get to meet her then?''This afternoon if you want.''I want.'The rest of the short trip back and the next hour were full of questions about Lucy. Where did we. I was just finishing my third martini and thinking about going home when a guy came in, sat beside me and ordered a double bourbon on the rocks. He looked sad and like he needed to talk to someone, so I ordered another drink and we began to talk as strangers in bars sometime do. After a couple more bourbons he told me the story that was on his mind. Strangers in bars often share personal stories about things that trouble them, things they would never discuss with family or friends. He told me.