.Ye sunte hi mami hasne lagi.Main: aapko ky laga?Mami meri taraf muskurake kitchen me chali gayi. Ab main jaan bujh kar mami ke sath flirting aur doub...e meaning baate kar ta tha. Ek hafte me hum achche dost ban gaye. Ab hum din bhar gappe ladhate the.Ek din dopahar ko main sonu se khelne ke liye mami ki bedroom me jaa raha tha. Maine door ke gap se andar dekha to mami abhi nahake bahar ayi thi. Mami ke jism se pani ki bunde tapak rahi thi. Woh khali ek towel me thi. Main jaan bujh kar darwaja. I was enjoying her shapely ass grinding onto the bulge in my jeans, my hands squeezing her hips as she gyrated on top of me. Her long ponytail was whipping around with her movements. She was pressing her pussy hard against the huge bulge in my pants. I licked my lips as Leeann teased me, turning to face me and pulling her shirt up to give me a glimpse of her pierced nipples heaving out of her black 38C bra, the crystals in her nipple rings catching the rays of the afternoon sunlight. The. ‘I really don’t meet all my guests at the door like this.’ He said with a grin. ‘That’s good to know.’ She said, ‘That must mean I’m special’ ‘You are special no doubt but you are also early.’ He chuckled, ‘I was about to get dressed after I let the dog out.’ ‘Follow me and I’ll show you the house as I go up to get dressed for dinner.’ They wandered through his home as she admired his old furniture commenting on some of the pieces and getting a brief history on the occasional item. The old. I need this” she whimpers quietly to herself, full of need and regret, whilst reaching for her knife. Before she can begin anew, there is a knock at her door. In a panic, she drops the ink pot and knife. “Shit!” she exclaims at the broken porcelain. “What was the Lexi?” a woman’s voice says from the other side of the door. “Sorry mum,” she replies hastily, wiping the blood off of her mouth and dragging the sleeve of her shirt down,” you just startled me and I dropped my ink pot. Come in”.