Meri last story mein aapne padha ki kaise mere dad ne meri gand maari aur phir driver ne bhi…ab aage ki story…driver se gaand marwakar main gaadi ...ein wapas aagyi…gand markar driver ne meri gaand par moot diya tha isliye thodi smell bhi aarahi thi…main gaadi mein ghusi to papa bade hi utawale hokar mujhko dekh rahe the…maine papa ke gaal par kiss kardi aur gaadi mein baith gyi…driver ne bhi gaadi chala di…ab raat ho chuki thi aur dehradoon pahunchne mein abhi 8 ghante baaki the…papa ne driver. Her moans were the accompanying soundtrack to my life I could listen to forever. My fingers plunged inside to her warm wet pussy and her moans increased in volume and intensity. My tongue worked its way to her clit which had just appeared from its hood and traced tiny circles around it, being careful not to touch it just yet. A third finger slipped into her pussy and her hands clung to the bed sheets making tight fists. She tasted so good. I felt her start to tighten around my fingers and. I didn't find the strength to stop her. She caressed my right breast and pinched its tit. Her hand was softer than any man's hand. She drove me wild. I was about to lose control. She put her other hand under my shirt to remove it. Trembling a little, I raised my arms. That was the sign telling her that she could do anything she wants with me. She put her lips on my left tit, and sucked on it. She smiled and was really enjoying doing it. That sensation was amazing. Again, it is done so much. I rolled around and underneath June my mouth seeking her hairy cunt hole, her juices were also flowing freely, her inner thighs glistening with her wetness. June orgasmed as soon as my tongue touched her already swollen clit, her arse working up and down grinding her cunt into my face.Sheila then croakily said let's go upstairs and get comfy, then she stood up and as i stood up she grabbed my stiff pole and pulled me along behind her as we climbed the stairs, meanwhile June was behind me with.