Cindy turned around, and we both exclaimed "Mike!" and "Sharon!" together.Cindy, or Sharon as I knew her, looked as if she wanted the earth to swallow...her up. I was also feeling awkward. Sharon spoke first, after what seemed like ages but was only a few seconds."I suppose it had to happen sooner or later, meeting a man you know."I had now regained some powers of speech and said, "I'm sorry, if I had known..." Looking back it was a pretty crass comment but there you go.Sharon then seemed to put. Ma chachi ko laker ghar poocha ghar hotel 3 km par tha.mana cachi ko bed par lathya or thoda sa sari ka pulllo ko peecha kiya or pani laker aya thoda sa face par pani faka cachi ko hosh aya or thabhi mar mobile bola cachi kasi hai mana kaha tu fikera ma kart u barat attend ker ma thodi der tak chachi ko laker pooch jonga phir usna phone kat diya mana cachi ka shoulder par hath rakah or pani pena ko diya man kaha kaya huya aap theak tu hai cahci boli hai ma aab theak hoi cachi na mara hath pakad. She looked to Brian again, but he was busy hammering her sopping cunt. I grabbed her head and started to fuck her face. She tried to scream, but was overcome with passion like normal and started those familiar moans.I let Don have a go in her mouth and she greedily accepted his cock. She was really into it now and was jerking on Glenn and mine's cocks. As Brian hammered away on her pussy, she began to shake and twitch, leaving no doubt what was next. I guess it was too much for Don as he. Her parents believed in being open about everything and their house was always ready to welcome anyone who happened to be passing by. Inside the house there were doors but no locks, anyone was free to go anywhere.Unfortunately Rachel was now a woman and she would have liked some time and space to herself. It never happened. She would be changing in her room and her Mom would walk straight in.She would be in the shower and her Dad would walk in to wash his hands.“Dad, get out!”Dad simply smiled.