.I turned the key in the lock and the door creaked open with not even a push. It was a pretty shoddy house out the back. The front was flash - and mos... of the interior was, too - but this back section and the little corrugated-iron shed close by looked a century old. I don't know... It was just bizarre.Stepping inside, I had a boner just thinking about Mom. What she'd be wearing. What she'd say to me. If she'd talk dirty. My memory served me well and I'd kept a clear picture in my mind of what. Olivia was rocking from side to side on her ass as she thrust back to meet the plastic cock surging into her pussy. Her hands stroked the back and sides of Jennifer, even reaching down to tickle the crack between her ass cheeks, a caress she knew the young woman appreciated. Her partner’s movements were also more erratic, and both women were moaning in bliss with every stroke.“Play with my boobies, Livvy,” Jennifer whispered.Olivia knew what her partner meant. Jennifer’s wonderful tits were. The girls teamed up on me in there, just to make sure I was drained of all possible semen. I had never intentionally cum on a woman's face and boobs before, but watching the water from the shower heads rinse the strings of my spunk off the chins and breasts of these two is an image I will carry fondly for a long time.We slept in Ingrid's bed, Yazhi's being a little rumpled from our earlier activities. Wake up sex was always a favorite of mine anyway, and wake up sex with a busty blond and a. Her attitude towards sexual relationship totally changed in a year. We slowly started talking about sexual incidents and gradually we started sharing our fantasies and one thing led to another and we started sexting. After two years when I completed my studies and returned back to Bangalore. I found a job in a MNC company and I stayed with my office colleague. I use to meet sindhu every week but we didn’t really get a chance to fool around. Then one-week day, my friend was not at home and I had.