Mom mere gand par hath pher rahi thi aur main unki chuchiyon ko masal raha tha. Phir mom mujhe razer lane ko boli. Main razer lekar aaya to mom boli k... mere armpit ke baal saaf karo aur hath upar kar li. Maine baal ko saaf kiya phir saya kholne ko boli. To maine mom ka saya khola to o mere samane puri tarah nangi ho gayi.Maine bola mom aap ekdam maal lag rahi ho aur hum log hasne lage. Phir maa ne jhanto (chut / boor ke baal) ko saaf karne ke liye boli, maine kaha maa apki jhante achhi lag rahi. It was out of her control. She was tongue fucked and dog dicked from every possible direction now… Bruce entered without knocking and surveyed his wife's condition. The knotted German Shorthair was locked in place. He turned the dog around to face away since the dog's dick could swivel like a ratchet wrench. Now that the dog torso was off his wife's back Bruce licked his finger and gently inserted it into Carla's unused asshole. He pushed against the dog knot inside and pressured her g-spot.. As I do I push my panties down to mid-thigh, the moist lace bridging between my parted thighs.I swallow, suddenly aware I am panting and my throat is dry.My bared bottom presses closer to the window and I know he now has a clear view of my moist, pink slit as I begin to stroke with my fingers. I'm so wet that my fingers slip and slide over my inflamed flesh. I dip a finger inside and almost growl with a need for more, as another finger joins the first. I am lost, totally addicted to the lustful. "Yes I will tell her if and when I see her." I then answered the question of why I was bringing suit against the real estate firm. "Because your broker and my wife have been screwing. I think there is a clause in her employment contract that prohibits that behavior. Yes I do have evidence, but you will have to meet my lawyer to see it." The line was disconnected. I stood in the doorway to the living room facing my wife. "Gracie you don't have a job anymore."Gracie took it well. "I expected that.