V. Lga do ar chay pi kar jana ar vo chay banae chali gayi. Maine socha aj chans marta hu ar main bhi kichten me chala gya maine kha ki aunty pani chai...e unhone mujhe pani diya . Phir maine aunty ko piche se pakad liya ar unki neck pe kiss karne laga aunty mujhe dhakka dete huye kha ki ye kya kr rhe ho to main dar gaya phir maine kha ki sorry aunty main apko bhut pasand krta hu i love you aunty unho mujhe ek thpad mara ar kha ki tumhe sharm nai ati h aisa krte huye to maine bhi socha ab jo hoga. Lanced and impaled me. I felt like I was going to split open but the swelling tight cock delight was more dominant.A more depraved, debased action followed just after. My own mother assaulting my pussy with the candy cane that had been up my arse, while she used the vibrator directly on my swollen clitty. No shame from her. No guilt from my humping step daddy drilling up into my arse underneath me. I didn’t feel cheap either. Just overwhelmed by pleasure and craving the release of another. “My daughter is not well and also she is having some leg pain so she didn’t come, and so my MIL is at home with my daughter.”“Isn’t this the churidar which Sankunni tailor has sewn? I know the cloth as it was bought from my shop. This is looking perfect on you, Mole. He is a great tailor. He is very skillful too,” he said. I just smiled and nodded.That made me think about his dick once again and also his message. I was not wearing a panty that day and suddenly, I felt scared if someone would. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning a lot more, taking short breaths.I could feel her pussy tighten for a bit then relax a few minutes later it would happen again. Like I said earlier I didn't know what an orgasm was but after feeling her pussy doing that I know now she was having an orgasm. Are you ready to cum again"she asked me as her breathing returned to normal "good "she said when I said no.She started kissing me deeper as I started fucking her again. I was getting better at.