Meri khushi ki intehaa nahi thi main bohat khush hua takreeban 1 hour baad wo log chale gay.main bohat khush tha meri behan bathroom chali gai aur mai... bed par lait kar tv dekhne laga.15 min baad kya dekhta hoon k wo naha kar nikli hai us ne white cotton ka kurta pehna tha aur pink trouser geele geele jism se uska jism pura nazar aa raha tha us ne bra bhi nahi pehni thi wo mere pass aa kar lait gai mera lund hot iron jesa ho gaya tha.mujhe aik dum josh aaya main ne uska mumma pakar liya aur. "Here, get some of it in my mouth." She said handing me the phone. "I want to remember this night forever!"Mom sucked my cock as I proceeded to snap some pictures and record some video."I want you to record yourself fucking me from behind." Mom told me.I got up from the bed as Mom took her place on the edge of the bed on all fours; she backed her ass up all the way against my cock and I brushed it along her asshole before it met her cunt again. She grabbed it with one hand and pushed back hard. I pulled her dress off of her overher head and stopped to look at her almost naked body, my head swam withanticipation, my cock swelled inside my pants, waiting to be released, wanting to be touched, needing something done to accommodate it. I reached around her and unhooked her bra, and as I did so she unzipped my pants, then tookthe button loose as I pulled her bra from her shoulders. Her breasts were so very nice, not ones of an eighteen year old, not that taught, but still firm for a. My wife sighs deeply with a long "Oh yes", then leans slightly forward and tends her rump, probably by reflex. The man on her right straightens, takes my wife by the neck and draws her face towards him to kiss her greedily on the mouth. With his right hand he gropes her breasts. By him removing bend, I succeed in recognizing him: it’s Antoine, the bastard. I also recognize the other man that Murielle was hiding until she leaned forward; he stands there, looking right in my eyes: it’s Lucas, my.