“MUM!” Natasha shrieked. She leaped up, coming off my cock with a faint plop, while Dani was jumping up from her reluctant encounter with Sara.“...ho are you?” a woman was striding across the lawn towards us. She had her daughters’ build and features. She was looking right at me - at a pervy middle-aged man naked with her teenage daughters whom she’d left home alone.“This is Mike Proctor,” Sara answered as she sprang up - literally sprang in one gymnastic flip from being on her back to upright -. Her breathing increased as i worked her tits and tummy..I unbuttoned her pants, and she arched her ass up, almost encouraging me to take her cloths off. She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Within seconds she was naked. Her perky B cup tits and hard long nipples were amazing, her glistening wet pussy lips, clean shaven, just stunning.. I dove in between her legs and started kissing her thighs, and quickly moved to her bald cunt. Her breathing got even heavier, she was. Lagta hai bhaiya ko bata na padega tumhare baare mein.Fir toh meri fatt gayi thi. Main kafi dar gya.Me-arre main toh mazak kar rha tha. Kya aap bhi.Anu-kuch zyada hi mazak kar rahe ho. Aaj kal. Tum.Me-arre nahi aap b. Kya?Anu-kal mjhe tum se baat kar ni hai shaam ko bataenge.Me.-okFir hum dono soo gaye. Kal ka din b normal hi tha. Bas. Yaha vaha ki battein par main thoda sa dar ne laga unse.Ki kahi vo kisi se kuch bol na de.Fir shaam ko bhaiya bahar na rahe the maine pucha kava ja rahe hai toh. Confidence - that was the name of the game. Right? He grabbed her head and pulled her to him, kissing her roughly and passionately with a need that had been years in the making. The friction between their bodies was unbearable. He pulled her face as close to his as it would get, thrusting his tongue down her throat. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it off, both of them stumbling toward her bed. Then she unzipped his fly and he pushed off his pants and shoes and socks. Archie was well.