I was constantly looking for that hole at any rate.We used to have cattle in our house and our neighbors used to come our house to fetch some Buttermi...k (lassi). My mother or sisters used to entertain them and give them lassi. Most of these people were our neighbors and females. I used to eye each and every one of them regardless of their age – most of them as old or older than my mom. Y=This did not matter only person who mattered was my mother or my sisters and rest of the world was an open. My mouth fell open. She had 6inch open toe yellow wooden Wedge heels. They had a red bow on top of the yellow strap over her sexy toes. Her toenails match her red finger nails. There was a small white star on each of her nails. I gulped as my eyes followed up her long curvy legs. They moved around her thick thigh as she moved slightly to show off her ample cleavage. The front of the bathrobe was open as the knot on her robe relaxed.She stuck out her hand. "I'm Mone! You must be the. I can't face him, I pull myself closer to him and hide my face in his chest. My lips touching his chest. My nose smelling his fragrance. He is everywhere around me. He is pulling me close with one arm and playing with me with the other one. It feels so good, tears are running down my eyes. I can barely feel my hands and feet. All of my blood is rushed to the clit that he is teasing. My body is pressed against his, all except my lower body that is open for him to touch. One orgasm follows the. Her arms shot straight out to the sides. I think if her legs hadn't still been tie up, they would have shot straight out too. I roughly grabbed her tits and squeezed. Milk squirted from her nipples and hit the mirror. Sammie watched the milk arch onto the mirror and then closed her eyes. A very low moan started deep in her throat. It worked it's way into a wail. Her whole body shook and she babbled incoherently. I grabbed her by the hair, pulled her head back and kissed her mouth. I heard.