Main – Uncle pehle papa ko dusre room me chhod aayo.Rana – Kyo papa ke samne chudne me ab sharam aa rhi hai. Saali rani pehle toh papa ke samne hi...hume apne boobs dikha rhi thi. Ab kya hua jyada sati savitari ban rhi hai. Teri maa ki choot saali aaj tujhe tere baap ke samne hi randi ki tarah chodenge, dekhti ja bas.Main – Thik hai, fir dekh kya rhe ho chodo apni maa ko saalo.Fir Saini aur Verma uncle ne mujhe pakad kar bed par leata diya, ek mere hontho ko rass chusne lag gya, aur dusra mere. They were long hours but the work wasn’t hard. He boss Bill was a pleasant employer he mostly left her to her own devices. The newsagents didn’t need additional staff. Her eyes swept the women’s magazines as she dusted. “Get your libido back after menopause!” She smiled that wasn’t her problem. Her libido was something which she didn’t needed to regain but repress. “How to make him a tiger in the bedroom” she giggled to herself. Imagining herself in sexy undies parading in front of her husband.. She pushed him away a little and got out of her dress, while Rahul removed his vest. Now they were both naked.“You know Rahul, why don’t we eat the ice cream before it melts?”“You want to eat ice cream now?!”“Yes, am sure you’ll like it too.” She took her bowl of ice cream and poured it on her breasts. “Wanna taste?” she asked mischievously.Rahul made her lie down, and started licking every inch of her breasts, till he had eaten every last ice cream on her.“Now for your turn.” She made him lie. “Good. Kiss me. Don’t hold anything back. Kiss me how you would fuck me.”“A very tall order, Maia,” I replied as my cock twitched and grew stiff.“I am a strong, independent black woman, Gil. I don’t offer my cinnamon cunt to just anyone,” she grinned.Her lustful tone and the words she chose sent an adrenaline rush through me.“I don’t get off on being gentle with women, Maia,” I cautioned her.Her reply was unapologetic. “You mentioned that you are all about empowering women. Prove it to me. I.