“Really?”“Wanna see?”“Sure,” Connie said.We walked over to the little house. A van was turning around at the corner of the esses. It stopp...d, couple of guys popped out and looked right at us.I had a feeling. They jumped back in the van and started driving slowly back towards our drive.“Connie ... back to the house ... NOW!” I said.We started to run ... the van sped up.I heard the gate at the drive crunch.“Can you shoot?”Connie said, “Yes.”“Will you shoot?”She hesitated, “Umh.”“Never mind,” I. We exchange few hi and hello then unhone dinner mangway but mera dhyan to unke boobs par hi tha.Dinner k baad maine unhe compliment dia ki aunty u r looking like a princessUnhone kha kyu mazak karte to ek 38 saal ki aurat kaise princess ho sakti hai.Maine counter mara ki aapse to mai aaj bhi shadi karna chahta hu aunty aap ho hi itni khoobsoorat.Aunty boli ki vo to muje mandir ki line mai hi pata chal gya tha ki tu muj pe flat ho gaya hai vaise maza to bhut lia tune vha te kehke aunty mere god. " We need someone to show us where the British warehouses are in Philadelphia, New York, and however far north your territory extends," I told her."That's all!? You don't want help destroying the supplies or escaping?" she asked in disbelief."We will handle all of those things ourselves," Kell told her. "We just need a guide to show where things are." There is someone who lives just outside of Philadelphia who can help you with that. He is due here later today. He is bringing the report on the. Juices flooded down my thighs. My spicy musk filled my nose, mixing with the similar delight from my daughter's cumming snatch.Incestuous rapture boiled my mind. I would fuck my daughter so much. I would ram my girl-cock over and over into her. I would make her howl in pure delight. She would scream out at the top of her lungs.She would love her mother fucking her day and night!“Yunjin,” I groaned. “Oh, my sweet child, your pussy was amazing.”“Mmm,” she purred, Natti pulling back from her. “And.