Ek din ki bat he me apne ghar se bike leke nikala to vo bhi kahi bahar ja rahi thi mene yese hi puch liya ki lift chahiye bhabhi mene sochtha ki vo na...i bethegi par mera sochna galat tha vo haa boli our meri bike ke piche beth gayi bethte time uske boobs meri pith ko tuch kar gaye Dosto mere sarir me ek bijali si dod gayi mene kaha kaha jana he bhabhi vo boli market ja rahi thi kuch soping karne ke liye mene gadi start ki our market ki our jane lage raste me muje break lagani padi to uske boobs. With that, she let out a whimper. I pressed my tongue hard into her, brought more fluid onto her clit and licked around it entirely. Her hands swirled around on my head and pressed my face firmly into her vulva. We locked arms, and I began a pulsating sucking with my lips on her, which sent her into bliss. She let out a loud moan, then hushed herself and breathed deeply. She raised up on the table, with her hair a bit messy from her hands going into a fit. She looked cute, and sexy as hell with. But, as most pieces of gossip about the Smiths ended up, this was quickly brushed aside whenever you laid eyes on how happy the family were together. Gossip was gossip: the truth was easy to see. There was nothing wrong with the Smith family. ***** On this afternoon the house was unusually quiet. Lianne and the family maid, a tiny, gruff but lovable 60-something named Wanda, had gone to the Sechs City Shopping Mall to begin preparations for the neighbourhood barbeque. The expansive lounge, with. “Can I help you with that, Sweetie?” She kissed me and place her hand on my erection. Without waiting for me to reply, she gently teased my sensitive cock.I felt the rush and knew I couldn’t stop it! “Oh!” I heard myself exclaim. “Oh!” I heard her laugh as I came, my body tensing. I shot my eruption of semen all over her hand and my stomach. I had lasted 30-seconds. Humiliating but I’m used to it, and so is my wife.Smiling, my cum dripping off of her hand, Susan turned to walked to the bathroom.