They worked at a beauty parlour but wanted to take some time out from their stressful schedule to indulge in some erotic fun. Michelle was in her 40s,...while Surbhi was in her 30s.Post lunch, we booked a room at a hotel at MG Road itself and entered there. I was a total stranger to what was going to happen next. As soon as I rested my body on my sofa, they started with some deep lip-lock kisses. Hearing their moans, I got turned on and joined the action. They slowly unzipped my pants and then. She straddled my hips and lifted me up on my knees, I tried to look back at her but she pushed my head down saying, “Just relax for Mommy, be a Big Girl.”She spread my cheeks and I felt something press against me. She asked, “Are you my Big Girl Johnnie, are you my Big Girl?”I was afraid, what was she doing? I didn’t answer.She answered for my, she said, “Oh yes, you’re my Big Girl,” as she leaned forward pushing her strap-on through my tight, resisting anus.I moaned, “Nooo Mommy, nooo.”She. Usually he dumped them half way through if it didn't look like prices were going up.He gave me the name of another farmer who could supply me with oats in the fall and another who could provide bedding straw. We were pretty conservative about how much grain we fed the horses because it makes them hot, but a little supplement in the winter was always useful. We also talked about propane from County Gas, who had a local delivery guy. The only public utilities that ran out in this area were. The pulsations of my impending cum eruption had coaxed a bit of my load out, then stopped as if in mid-explosion. I just stared at Amy, her breasts heaving, wet from the shower steam. I was too afraid to ask what she was doing, but I didn’t have to ask. Like I said, Amy was in complete control. She stayed on her knees and reached out to grab a towel, wiping the soap from her hands. She told me to rinse off my cock and balls and turn off the shower. I didn’t want to spoil the heart-pounding.