I got out my oils and started to massage her shoulders. Her body so warm and soft. I continued around her neck and shoulders. After a while I moved do...n to her legs. Massaging her legs as I moved up her thighs. Inside and out I rubbed the oils into her legs. She told me that I was doing a very good job. Then it was her ass. It was perfect in every way. As I was massaging her I saw her bag on the floor. The flap was open. I saw a pink rabbit vibrator. I thought to myself it would be fun to use. I mean I’ve always known he played without me but fucking someone I now is out of line . He has been telling me for years to find a friend with benefits for myself but I always felt doing it without him was cheating. So now that I am on MeWe I get to chat chat and flirt talk dirty role-play and share my pictures and videosMy phone literally blows up with guys wanting to chat and fuck me Most of the messages I don’t even return but some actually intrigued me especially my name send me a picture. It didn't feel anything like when she'd done it as a female."Oh yes," moaned Sherry. "Just like that."Carly looked down. Her cock was hard, and pressing out on the fabric of her shorts. She pushed them down, allowing yet another boner to bounce free. She took her shirt off. It had been cool, and she hadn't run hard enough to really sweat much. And taking a shower would make noise as the water coursed through the pipes.Naked, she joined her brother and best friend on the bed. She had a sudden. Unhone iss bare bat bhi nahi ki.Scene – 4.Ab se sari bate aam ho gayi thi. Dad ke samne mom ko flying kiss dena, ghura, boobs ko touch karna, gand pe hath ferna, mom ki tarif karna. Ek din hum tino breakfast ke table par baithe the.Me- Breakfast mein kya bana hai?Mom – Poha.Breakfast parosne ke bad.Mom – Kaisa hai?Me – Achha hai par aapse jyada nahi. Mom aaj aap khilao na mukhe jaise aap bachpan mein khilati thi.Mom – ok.Jab mom khila rahi thi tab main unki ungliya chat raha tha. Dad ne ye bhi.