Their mother, who might have been all of thirty, was a few sizes bigger and had a shift as well as a dress on her hard body.While the girls fixed some...hoe cakes, their mother said she expected more trouble. "Fred," she said sourly, "that's my so-called husband, he's captain a'this rag-tag bunch. He'll likely be along soon to see how his rape went. The girls, they come home day 'fore yestidday when they found out he wanted them to roger the whole bunch, not jus' the two they wed."So we ate. Maa papa ko call lagane wali thi to mene phone kat diya . Or maa ko kiss kar diya or I love you bol diya ek dumse .Maa- ye kya kiya tune , me maa hu teri.Mein – me aapse hi pyar karta hu or daily aapke hi aapne dekhta hu.Or me fir kiss karne laga maa bohot ghussa hogayi or chudane lagi . Me bhi kiss kiye jaa raha tha .Mein – tum ek aurat ho or me ek mard.Or mene maa ke petticoat me haath dalne panty pe se haath rags be laga pehle to maa bohot force kare ja rahi thi . Fir mene maa ki saree utar. Then my wife yelled out “come in!” and in came Laura! Naked in all her glory! Hair down, tits high and firm, and her pussy was visibly wet. She didn’t say a word, just strolled over and laid on the bed with us. My mind was racing! Laura and my wife started kissing and rubbing each other. I pulled out of my wife’s pussy and laid there taking it all in. Their hands were all over each other. Rubbing each other’s pussy, playing with their tits.....what more could a man want?! Then, true to her. It was impossible not to as I watched her friend finger her pussy. Mom was squeezing and rubbing her tits, and sure looked like she was enjoying it.Cookie pulled her finger out of Mom’s pussy and sucked it clean while looking up into Mom’s eyes. Mom shuddered so strongly that I could see it even in the small screen of my phone. Then her dark-haired friend pushed her toward the bed. Mom didn’t hesitate at all. She stepped over, climbed in, and moved to lie down on the pillow. Cookie was.