The massage she is now giving me – decidedly more interesting than the one I'm giving her. She is moving slowly. Deliberately. Making her wet with m.... Sliding along my shaft, squeezing me tightly against her. A tiny, barely audible moan escapes her lips. " oooohhhh...mmmm." Her distraction is complete now.She feels my hands slide from her neck, shoulders, trailing down her back and onto her hips. They rest there -- still for a moment -- as I shift myself, moving in... pressing my chest tightly. My wife is a squirter so the sheets were soaked from her juices, and there were his pecker tracks all over the sheet. I moved my mouth to the sheets and licked her juice and sucked several spots of his cum into my mouthI wanted to taste the product of their lovemaking. I went to the bathroom to piss and found one used condom in the bathroom trashcan, but they apparently had given up on that idea. I was so confused and undecided about what to do, I decided I would just go home and wait. That. After we boarding I could see my mom is too happy to be with me. Sometimes later she asked whether I can massage her legs. I was waiting for such kind of chance. I closed the screen and started massaging her legs. She was speaking on some other things happened in the city in my absence. I was enjoying the massage more than herself.She asked me to little upper. And I moved till her thighs. It was heaven after all. I moved her saree little more than required and I could see her panty. I was high. ' 'Now get out of those clothes, I want to finish my fuck.' I looked at Harry and said 'you've got a piece of ass already, don't you think you should be looking after it.' Harry laughed 'that ass ain't going nowhere, I ain't gonna ask you again.' Slowly I started to remove my clothes Harry stroking his cock smiling approvingly. Once I was naked Harry came to me and took holds of my hand, he lead me over to where the young man was still u*********s I was somewhat confused. I looked down at my.