She had opened her window and leaned out and was now staring at us without care. She had one hand on the ledge of the window to support her weight and...the other hand down at her crotch. I could tell by the jerking of her shoulders that she was fingering herself. My concentration on our onlooker was broken as my wife took her lips away from my cock and crawled up further on my chair so she could mount me. With one swift thrust she slid my cock into her wet pussy as she let out a long moan. She. Bad se tang aa kar maine ek jordaar thappad unke gaal par maara aur wo dard ke maare karaah padi aur gaal sahlaane lagi maine gaali bakte hue kaha saali bhosdi waali teri samajh me baat nahi aa rahi jis mama ki tu baat kar rahi hai ja kar dekh bagal waale kamre me meri bahan ki choot aur uski saas ki bhosdi me lauda ghusaay pada hai isiliye kah raha hoon seedhe…seedhe maan ja warna main haraami pane pe utar aaunga aur fir mami ji mera roop dekh kar thoda sa normal pad gayi main unki choochyan. She squirmed her vagina harder down against the cushion, stroking furiously on her son-in-law's throbbing cock, the cushion rubbing back sensuously against the moist, hair-lined flanges of her hotly pulsating pussy. She bit hard on her lower lip, struggling to hold back a groan of sheer, unadulterated frustration.Then suddenly her nerves and mind could take it no longer. Uttering a little startling cry of "Oh, God -- I have to suck your cock darling!" she bent her head down, her hot warm mouth,. It was amazing but I still couldnt move. One hand moved up to my forehead and massaged my scalp. The other slid down the side of my face, down the front of my neck and down the top of my chest to my zippered shirt. I could feel the zipper being slowly pulled down and down farther until it became undone at the bottom. I noticed my heart beating faster again and my breath picking up as my mouth dropped open again. His finger tips circled around my belly button a few times then I could feel the.