" "Yes Dave, it's not like you haven't seen me naked before," I say with a smirk. So in he walks, I can see his pants bulging and he sees that I see i.... I hand him the sponge and facing him my breast almost at his eye level which he can't take his eyes off and squirt the soap onto the wet sponge. I turn around for him and arch my back so my butt sticks out. I'm really enjoying playing with him. He starts washing my back and gets lower and lower till he's soaping up my butt. After a few minutes. Papa- (hanfte hue) seema mai jhar raha hu, aah meri jaan lo mere lund ka rus tumhari boor me, ye lo meri jaan, chhap..chhap……,Kya mast awaje aa rahi thi chudaai kiMaa- mai to teen baar jhar chuki hu raja, meri boor ka tumne chod kar bhosda bana diya yaarrrr, pelo, aur pelo , kas-kas kar pelo, khoob chodo yarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, mai gai meri jaan.Papa- lo mera lund ane muh me aur chus daalo pura land-ras. Ye kah kar papa ne maa ke muh apna pura land pel diya aur aage pichhe karne lage.Maa-. “I told you, ma’am, I just want to return the favor. Nothing more.”I ignored her spoken protests since she opened her legs wider when I moved upwards.Finding her pleasure nubbin was not a problem! If she was otherwise small, with no real hips or breasts, her pleasure nubbin down there was not. Well, I had only seen the one of Saga’s, and it had been almost like the ones in the illustrations. The one I was now facing was almost like a half of her little finger when it was poking up. - and I. Ron was in his forties, reasonably fit, a bit too short for his own liking at five foot seven, with his skin sunburned and weather beaten he would almost have passed for an Asian except for his light brown hair. Ron was the local window cleaner, it was a good cover for his drug dealing, and he was wearing his heavy boots and his Denim work suit over a clean white shirt with the sleeves rolled up as he stood looking down at Miranda as she dozed on the leather couch naked except for her corset.