Mana kuch nahi kaha aunty boli mara sath sex karoga muja bhoot payaas lagi mana kaha nahi aunty ma aap ka sath sex nahi kar sakta aap mara dost ke maa...hai asif ko patta chalga tu who kaya socha ga aunty boli us ko patta nahi chalafa plzz mari help kar aunty na muja sofa set par gir diya aunty boli jab thum bathroom ma toilet kar raha tu mana thumra motta lund ko dekha hai thumra motta lund sa apni choot ke payas ko shant karna chathi par ma nahi mana aunty allha ka vasta dana lagi maya kaya. ” “Okay, okay,” now that was Pete’s voice, “just fuck him then, he can’t bite it off from back there.” With that I felt my ass being lubricated, then I felt the head of someone’s cock at my ass hole. With out any foreplay, he shoved it in. I could see the flash of my wife’s compact digital going off. The pain was intense, but I was not about to yell. I did, however, allow my face to show the pain from the intrusion. More and more the guy behind me forced his cock into me. Judy’s flash was. Shit. What to do? You pull on the chain again? Hard.Harder.. Really Hard. You squeal as the pain approaches. You have to stop.You hear what sounds like leaves rustling. You freeze and stop breathing – fearing someone will hear you / see you.?Fuck!? Someone’s here. They heard me squeal. The heard the chain.?I’m in SO much trouble. What am I going to do??You VERY quietly call out my name with great distress. There is no answer. You hear sounds again. Foot steps? You speak my name again. No. We both spend time shaving each other and when we have finished we are both completely smooth and ready for Mike and Pam. As Mike instructed we wear only our bathrobes and wait for them to arrive.At 8.00 the doorbell rings and Kathy answers it. It is Mike and Pam as expected. We invite them in to our lounge and we all sit down for a drink to loosen up. It feels a bit strange that Kathy and I are only wearing bathrobes and Mike and Pam are fully clothed. As he sips his drink Mike says to us 'are.