Jise sunkar meri himmataor badh gyi. ab main aor time waste nhi karna chahta tha mere mind me yahi bat aayi ki abhi nhi to kabhi nhi. aor maine ek dam...se unke boobs dba diye.bhabhi ne ek gahri siski li aor boli aor jor se karo na plz mja aa raha hai. itna sunte hi main pagal ho gya aor unke boobs jor jor se dabane lga.fir bhabhi boli ki aapki line par lane ke liye mujhe pta hai kitniMahnat karni pdi hai. mujhe pta tha ki aapka dost aaj bahar gya hua hai maine aapko uske ghar jate hue dekh liya. “Make the fresh coffee,” She agreed. She was also walking through the door to the bedroom, as she pulled the scrub top from her suit bottoms. It left her with a much too fancy bra to wear under scrubs. I noted it, but promised myself not to ask.I went through the door to the kitchen to make her some fresh coffee. While I was in the kitchen, I glanced back into the bedroom and bathroom. I could see her standing in front of the mirror. It gave me the same view I would have had if I was standing. “Were we being too loud? I’m sorry,” she smiled, slightly embarrassed. I shook my head and smirked. I walked towards her until I cornered her against the door. Neither of us were wearing a bra. We were both wearing tight spandex shirts which showed off our cleavage. I pushed my big breasts against her big—yet smaller--breasts. Our hard nipples were pressed together. Before April could process what was going on, I shoved my tongue in her mouth. At first I felt the beginning of a panicked. She reached down to Amanda’s short checkered skirt and moved the fabric out of the way, reaching for the moist spot between her legs. Donna quickly noticed that Amanda’s pussy was soaking wet. She pushed her fingers around the panties, and felt the juice at the entrance to her niece’s sweet cunt. ‘Mmnn. Donna, please rub my clit. I want you to fuck me with your hand.’ And Donna urgently starting rubbing the young slit while sucking on the hard nipple. Gently she started inserting two fingers,.