Aur chala gaya.. Dusre din mai dophar ko mai fir uske ghar par gaya.. Par uski mummy nahi thi ghar par uski behan aur dost khud tha.. Mujhe laga aaj m...ka acha hai..Mai room mai gaya aur dost se kaha yaar aunty kaha hai… usne kaha mummy relatives ke ghar gai hai.. Sham ko wapis aayegi.. Maine kaha yaar aaj moka acha hai.. Aunty bhi nhi hai.. Aaj chudai ka maja lete hai.. Usne kaha nahi yaar ye thik nhi hai.. Maine kaha sab thik hai.. Tera man nahi karta kya ki tu bhi chut mare.. Usna kaha ha.. Giving my pussy one more wipe with the sheet, I tramped towards the doorway separating the two rooms.The next guy was older, much older, like 60 years-old or more and already partially undressed. His stained tank top was tucked into his over-sized boxers and his black socks were held up just below his knees by some band. What hair he had left was totally white, hehad a large pot belly with skinny white legs and floppy skin under his arms. When I walked in naked, he smiled showing several. Her corset felt so nice and tight, and her perfume was deliciously sweet, so sexy, she let out a moan as her hands ran along her sides. Music blared away hazily as she walked around, bending over to run her hands along her stocking covered legs, squeezing her ass tight. Standing up she unbottoned her skirt, the tiny black piece of fabric falling around her ankles as her hands began rubbing across her satin panties. "Oh my god" She spun around as fast as lightning at the sound. "Did I say you. I was looking out to be aware if someone is coming to us. But no one was there. I bent on her and tried to see her ass and picked up her sari. She was not wearing any panty, I saw her ass and found that both the bums were very hard and her skin was so sliky that my hands where slipping over her. She told me not to do this as she was feeling that my cock was coming out of her mouth and asked me to be in standing position. She was sucking my cock. I was getting excited and I grabbed her around.