I’ve known Gabbey and her, Gabriella (Gabi), since our college days. April first marks my first year living next to my college friends who have been...married five years. So, I guess it’s been a full year since she insisted on supplying me with her secret blend. That makes it a year since I ran into her in my favorite coffee haunt and hit on her again to renew old friendships. She still flashed her gorgeous tits and flirted like a CT, but her forced smile and chilly demeanor carried a bit of new. Dawn moaned and arched her back as she felt her father's fingers rubbing her clit and slipping into her cunt, fingering her slowly at first, and then faster smearing her juices over her pussy lips and thighs."Daddy! Oh god, Daddy, that feels so good." She squirmed in her father's grasp, rubbing against his body, and she could feel his cock against her leg every now and then, rubbing softly. As he switched from one nipple to the other Dawn closed her eyes, grabbing at the back of the neck,. The next house the realtor seemed a little more warmed up to the idea of showing us the house. The price was right in line with moms budget, just on the border of my school district. The realtor now had her eyes glued to us in the kitchen while mom rubbed her ass to my groin. I reached around and began to fondle moms tits. Mom had her eyes closed so she didn’t realize that we had the realtor’s full attention. I turned mom to the overhead cupboard. My hands and moms breasts were visible to the. Bhabhi ne mujhe cold drink serve kiya or boli ki tum ruku may ati hu maine pocha kaha ja rahi ho bhabhi toh boli jara mujhe darzi kay pass jana hai ne bola may tumhe bike per le jata hu bhabhi maaan gayi.or boli theek hai tum cold drink kahatm ker lo phir chalte hai bas aaj moka mila tha .Jaise hi derze ke pass gaye toh darzee mujhe dekh ker chock gaya .bhabhi mujhe boli ki depak tum ruko may maap deker ati hu.may fir bhi chupkay se andher chala gaya toh dekha derzi bhabhi kay blouse per touch.