Look what you've done to me," Lauren says, pulling up her dress and sliding her panties to the side of her sopping pussy. “Look how wet you've made ...e." Mom is still catching her breath as she stares at her daughter's splayed open pussy. The aroma is inviting and the temptation is overwhelming. "God, if only you weren't my daughter," Mom whispers."Forget that..." Lauren begs. "We're just two women, hot for each other. Please!"Without waiting for a response, Lauren rolls her panties down her. Fogg, Passepartout had been carefully observing him. He appeared to be a man about forty years of age, with fine, handsome features, and a tall, well-shaped figure; his hair and whiskers were light, his forehead compact and unwrinkled, his face rather pale, his teeth magnificent. His countenance possessed in the highest degree what physiognomists call "repose in action," a quality of those who act rather than talk. Calm and phlegmatic, with a clear eye, Mr. Fogg seemed a perfect type of that. See you then”.And then she said, really shocking me, ”Oh, and I could stay over cos I won't be expected home”. I tried to be cool and disguise my excitement. “OK that would be nice. See you at seven!”Fucking hell, she was offering to sleep with me! She knows I've only got the one bed. Tonight could be a good night!I had a tidy up and changed the bed sheets, checked that I'd got some Vodka and mixer and then took a shower. Then I sat down trying to keep my mind off what could happen and trying. A little bit about me, I’m a tall brown guy with a fair complexion. My height is 6’3 and I have an athletic build and a 6-inch penis to top it all off. Now let’s come to the main lead of the story, my neighbor, let’s call her Priya, she is in her late 20s, 5’7 tall and a near perfect build, not so skinny yet not fat, just the right amount to hold onto while making love. She always paints her feet and hand nails red and has nearly perfect boobs and ass, soft yet firm. And her ass is round and.