She pulled and squeezed Marla’s tile, and Marla was tearing at the crotch of Sally’s panties.“Sally, take those fucking panties off!” she hiss...d, slamming her burning cunt up and down, meeting her son’s wild thrusts. Her cunt was so wet, there was a moist slapping sound each time Bob plunged his cock into his mother’s pussy. “Take them off! Tear the fucking things off!”Sally, gasping with pleasure, peeled her tight panties off, ripping them in the process. The second she had them off, Marla. She was darkly dusky with a fine skin. Although she could never catch us together as we took adequate care but what has to happen has to happen…. It was on a Saturday afternoon when we had just finished our session that the doorbell rang.Benna was perplexed, I quickly put on my shirt and lungi and she dashed off in her nighty to open the door. Hi mom!!Surprise…bindu exclaimed. Beena was also quite pleased with her daughters sudden coming. 2 days back I had gifted beena a nice wall hanging.. Go for it!” All at once, everyone ran their hands over Hayley’s body. I slipped my hand inside her skirt, as did Ashlie. Her legs were so soft. The other girls began to fondle her boobs, her arms and her belly as she sat in complete submission on my sofa. We began to move around, swapping positions and hands were sliding over hands as we took turns to squeeze her boobs and her legs. I asked Hayley to kneel on the cushion so we didn’t miss her bum, which was tight and peachy. Inevitably the. Before I'd repositioned, she walked in. I slowed my breathing and tried to blend into the coats and crap surrounding me.I didn't know her name. Didn't matter. I'd first seen her two days ago, shopping at one of those punk-clothing stores in the mall. In her early twenties, she was long-legged and thin, almost anorexic. Her short hair was straggly and dyed black to match her lipstick. Green eyes wide, and shining so brightly through her mascara that they illuminated her dark clothes. I guess.