" He paused at the door and looked at me oddly. "Did you want me to call that American number, or did you intend to write the number for your house?" ... didn't know any American numbers that I could recall. 'My house' I wrote. He nodded and left.I didn't recognize the voice that answered the call, but that was hardly surprising given the size of the house staff. I listened to the operator explain what was happening and we waited while someone real came to the phone."This is Bakura." A strong. I went near to him and asked how you taken that video.He was laughed and explained we are watching you for last five years and whenever we got a chance to see your private parts we never missed that and daily night I dream about you only. Raja also admired about your beauty we are waiting for the chance. Yesterday postman came and gave one post in the name of you to deliver that I came to your flat and door was in open, your daughter is watching the TV I asked her where is your mom? She said. Jeff was furiously pounding away at his moms hot pussy from behind. He watched as his mom spread his sisters hot young pussylips apart with her fingers. His sister had a beautiful pussy. He had always wondered what it looked like. Monica slid her tongue between her daughters wet pink pussy lips and began to lick her lovingly. Sherrie moaned and held her moms long blonde hair. God, lick me Mom she moaned. Jeffs excitement was intensified as he watched his mom eat his sisters pussy. As his sister. She moved a hand to the top of her womanhood and found her clit. She rubbed it with a middle finger and felt the familiar electric tingle in her loins. She closed her eyes and kept still, impaled by Brent, as she worked up a little rhythm.It took her a minute to remember that he was below her and couldn’t do anything himself. She pulled up off him, stopping just as she felt the bulge of his cock at her nether lips so that he wouldn’t fall out. Brent moaned again and involuntarily tried to move.