.Fir maine socha usko kaise patau dhere dhere usko patana chalu kiya us se dosti ki fr uske ghar jana chalu kiya ek din m uske ghar gya us waqt usne p...nk color ki nighty pehni thi mera lund dhekh kr hi uchlne laga wo andar pani lene gyi or jb wapis to neche jhuki to mujhe uske boobs nazar aa gye usne mujhe dekha or ek naughty si smile di or mere baju aakar baith gyi fr yaha waha ki bate chalu huyi meri nazar uske boobs pr thi jo 32 k the wo bhi mujhe dekh rahi thi achanak maine uske gal m kiss. ”“I think I can be talked into that if it’s OK with Kelsey. I don’t want to impose on your wedding night.”“It’s perfectly fine,” she said. “I think my husband has a few more things to show you.”We made our way back to the suite and we sunk down into the sofa to let our food settle. Each girl kissed me and I enjoyed the feeling of their tongues in my mouth.“Let’s slip into something a little more comfortable like our bed,” I said. Surprisingly Aiesha was the first to head for the bedroom and. There was a brief hesitation from both of us until my mother’s lips parted and I felt her tongue slide into my mouth.Then it went crazy. It was chaos, both of us snorting and gasping, hands moving over skin as I groped for all the soft flesh I could find. I was up on my knees, my tongue swirling and writhing with hers as my mother’s fingers found my cock.“Your dad was a big boy,” my mother gasped into my open mouth. “Looks like you inherited the gene,” she went on with a lewd chuckle.With lust. ”“Sounds like fun.”I hit the intercom to talk with my secretary, “Sally get in here.”“Is there a problem, Sir? I haven’t heard any screaming.”“Stop being cheeky and get your sexy ass in here.”“Yes, SIR.”A moment later, she comes in and closes the door. I tell her, “You are overdressed.”Her smile broadens, and she starts to strip as quickly as she can. I instruct her, “That is no way to strip in front of a man. Do it slow and sensually.”She blushes, embarrassed that she couldn’t anticipate such.