Vha apne saare kapre utarti – fir unke ghar ka sara kaam nange hi kar ke apne kapre pehenti& ghar aati. Mom ko bhi koi objection nhi tha kyunki Unhe...actually pta nhi tha ki didi k sath ho kya rha h & tanu aunt akele raha karti thi. Kuch dino bad Tanu aunt ki dono sisters jo married bhi thi & unke kids bhi the , tanu aunt k yha visit p ayi- to tanu aunt n didi ko apne yha 1 week permanent rukne ko bola. Didi n mom s iski permission mangi- to pados ki baat soch kar & tanu aunt k yha sare female. Her cunt was very wet now. It was literally flowing. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and started to kiss her deeply. The E was flowing though her. His mouth felt magnificent. She reached down and moved her hand up and down the shaft of his cock. Stroking and caressing it, feeling the thickness. What a sensation!Suddenly he stopped kissing me and grabbed my waist and pulled me to my feet. He slowly spread my legs apart, staring at my wet pussy. I looked down at him waiting for the inevitable. The last time I'd done that move, in about the tenth grade, I'd crippled the kid. He'd been a football player, one of the school jocks trying to show off for his buddies by shoving the wimp around, and I'd caught him by surprise and pretty much shattered the joint. He was out of football for good after that, the knee was shot. His parents had made a lot of noises about suing, but when his pals admitted that he'd been doing his best to push me down hard they'd had to back off.This time it wasn't. The China Palace was a minor restaurant as those things go. It would seat about fifty people, if they filled the tables completely, which no restaurant ever does. Usually a restaurant gets about half of each table full, even when every table is occupied. One couple would sit at a table for four and not think twice about it. Only on very busy nights were the tables for two ever used by more than one person. I know this because I have clients in the restaurant business. They complain about.