Ana glanced over and saw that Carla was trimmed neatly, only a little tuft sitting at the top of her slit. She did what Carla had done to her, slipped...her tongue between the lips and wriggled it inward, flitting slowly down. Carla’s fingers slipped in and wrapped themselves with Ana’s hair, lightly encouraging her downward still. When she reached Carla’s clit, she could feel it wetly throbbing against her tongue, Carla’s slippery juices already bathing it in dew. She made a hard point with her. Just be as u like .Bhabhi said ok and started explaining my father went behind bhabhi very closely.my bhabhi was quiet . Father said to continue her explanation. My was listening to her but his hand rubbing her thighs .bhabhi said papa what r u doing . My said just seeing ur smooth skin . He kissed her neck and his right went and cupped her right breast and his left hand into her cunt. She said papa what r u doing leave me somebody might come . My father said that everybody is sleeping and. "All worked up and no way to cum." Shestretched her legs out behind her so that her weight was pressing down onhim. His penis was pointing toward his navel and there was a danger thatits contact with her might push him into a climax. She lifted her lowerbody and gently tucked his member down and back between this thighs, sothat it would receive less stimulation. Tommy moaned in frustration."See?" she said. "This is how you made those poor boys feel, you wickedcock-tease. I think a little. “I feel like I’m treating you like my servant,” she said as she joined me by the grill. I looked down to see her nipples pushing at her top and beads of water on her arms.“Oh now, just trying to be a good host,” I said.“Well, I’m going to get changed for dinner,” Jill said and walked away, her hips rocking and cute ass swaying in the full bottoms of her bikini.She reappeared in the same shorts and shirt she wore when arriving, and I served us steaks and salad. Nothing too elaborate, but Jill.