Each woman had men running after them (for some that even included their husbands). They would swap stories and cocks like no other group of ladies in...the city and were always happy to please. Claire continued to scrub the wine glass as she looked out and across the Crescent to Beths house. She was a much full figured lady with a round ass and huge breasts that werent made of plastic. Claire could see the silhouette of Beths apple shaped figure in the bedroom curtains of her home. She also. Fir mere haath unke boobs pe daal diya. Fir se hum kiss karne lage. Fir boobs ko jorr se dabochta raha. Tab aunty moan karne lagi. Aur kehne lagi bada dard ho raha hai to dheeme dabao na. Fir maine unko unke bedroom me le jaake bed pe sulaya.Fir aunty boli bahot dino se mere pyaas bhuji nahi hai kya tum wo pyaas bhujaoge? Tab maine bina wait kiye unka saree nikal diya. Wah kya nazara tha, gora badan! Maine bhi apne kapde nikal diye fir unke dono tang ke bich chut me ungli karta raha.Wo siskiyan. “Mira, Daddy. Your other daughter.”“Well, girls, if you want a good roll in the hay, just say so,” I told my daughters, both of whom laughed.“We want a great roll in the hay, Daddy, and we’ve come to get it from you!” Mira told me now.“Yeah, what she said!” Naomi informed me as she rose to her feet and helped her sister pull me aside.“Nothing personal, Anne. You’re welcome to join us!” Mira assured the doctor.“Oh, don’t worry, my lovely stepdaughters. I’m not offended at all! You deserve some. Thankfully she only wore studs, big hamalla gold rings (which I normally love) would have fucked up my mojo, but no problems here, gas with the left and break with the right! I zoomed across galaxies, plunged into the black hole of her face occasionally hitting some turbulence when the bottom of my dick slid across her molars. I lift her up from her squatting position, push her upper body over the garden railings. Face deep in the pink oleanders I lift her leg onto the ledge and grab her.