.Maine kaha haan…Vo boli aur dekhna h…Mujhe thoda jhatka laga…Maine kaha haanDidi ne apni bra ghumayi aur hook khol diya..Unke ek dum bade point...d nipples wale boobs mere aankhon ke saamne aa gye..Ek dum gore…Mujhe thodi sharam aayi aur maine apna sir neeche kar liya…Unhone mujhse bola ki car mein to tu mere piche haath sehlate hue bilkul ni sharmaya to ab kyun…Ye kehte hi unhone mera haath liya aur apne boobs pe rakh diya…Phr m pagal sa ho gya aur unko bed pe dhakka deke unpe toot pada…Unke. Moved to the wheatish thighs, soft like her cheeks, another perfect spot for a hickey, done! Her rhythmic moans on sucking for a hickey was so erotic.Ascending, I moved to ‘the’ spot and gently kissed on her clit. My way is no hands,so I let the tongue do the work beginning from her swollen clit. I licked her down the cleft and suckled on her pussy lips.she was already shivering.I pushed my tongue into her vagina and started tongue fucking her. That slurpy sound was romantic, she was oozing,. ’ ‘Sound good, Kenny, but the wine, please. Betsy and I need our midday fix.’ Caesar salad served with crispy white bread are a wonderful combination on a warn day accompanied by chilled off-dry white wine, and Betsy said that. Matilda looked pleased. That course was followed by a fresh fruit platter with dried figs. ‘Little protein for me but this lunch will keep the fat off the hips of you babes,’ growled Kenny, who was told by his mom to pull his head in. Kenny served coffee and they got. Aunt Gaynelle had on a pair of Daisy Duke cut-offs and a bright red blouse. Her spiked hair was as dark as Mama's.They had several pattern books in front of them and they all looked mad enough to start throwing some of the muffins they were having with their coffee.Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and stepped inside."Mary-Ellen," Aunt Gaynelle said, "would you please tell your Mama that she is not the only one in this family who knows how to sew?"Taught to respect and obey my elders, I.