My mom, Aunt Cheryl, and my older half-sister Zoey were all stacked.“Please,” I moaned, licking my lips.“That's my creampie, slut,” Melody gri...ned. “I'm claiming it.”“Yes, Mistress,” I said immediately, though a part of me thought about being a brat. But my ass was still tender from the spanking on Saturday. Another day, at least, before I could be a brat and earn another painful spanking.Damn, I was wet.Clint rolled onto his back, a muscular nineteen-year-old hunk with dark eyes and a strong. He freshened up & sat next to me on sofa, we both were watching TV. Mom was not there at home as she went out for walking with her local mates in our area. Jyothi brought coffee for both of us, I saw her she was wearing churidhar. She looked at me & asked whether I need some sugar, I said it’s perfect. She smiled & walked inside the kitchen. My bro was watching TV, while I kept watching Jyothi’s back when she was walking. It was swinging in air, looked awesome.Our kitchen is located exactly. I smiled at Lynette and Sammy before I added, “As far as who might replace Paul and Cathy, that’s kinda why we’re out and about this spring break morning. A couple of Sundays ago, Lynette and I played with a couple of my friends in our church’s youth band. So, ah, the three of us are going to head over to those girls’ place to see if they might be interested in playing drums and bass guitar in our band.”“Andi, uh, Andrea, mentioned that you and Cuda played at his church a few weeks ago, and. ” I lied.Jim took no time at all to remove his clothes, until he was stark naked in front of me, his erect cock bouncing in the breeze. I reached down to hold it, my French-manicured nails daintily holding it as I explored its length, and girth. He was longer than my husband, but about the same size around, and I began to stroke him.“You like this, Jim?” I purred.A long loan was my reply. I kept stroking him, increasing in my intensity. “So what do you want?”“You!” he replied as he put.