Brenda, their mother, looked to her daughter and smiled as she said, “No boys over sweetie, Cameron will be watching out after you until we get back...on Sunday evening. So behave like our good little girl.” She turned as her husband huffed and made his way out the door, frustrated that the getaway they’d planned was taking so long to get off on. One last glance over her shoulder and she closed the door behind her. She joined her husband in the car and he grinned knowing that he would soon hear. “is that your husband?” Kent asked. “Yes it is” I paused sucking just long enough to answer.“Text him back” Kent said. I looked at him questioningly and he nodded toward the phone. I picked up my phone with my free hand, keeping his cock in my mouth but not able to focus on sucking it fully. Charles had texted “Meeting ended sooner than I thought, how’s your day going? I replied, “Its good, just getting some housework done.” Kent reading the conversation as I continued to blow him. Kent stood. Par mamme the bade solid, ghar jaakar bhi mein unhi ke baare mein socha kartaa tha. Ek din maine dekha jo salwaar unhone pehani thi uski jangho ke bich se silai nikali huyee thi jisse unke panty dikhaai pad gayi aur uski side se jhaant ke baal bhi. Jaanghe bhi kaafi gori thi. Garmi ke din the aur hum dono zameen par baithte the. Maini alti palthi lagaa rakhi thi aur kitaab meri god mein thi aur unkaa ek panv sidha phaila hua tha aur ek muda hua khadaa tha aur wo sofe se peeth tika kar baithi. We had been out in the field for almost 2 months and were glad to be home and have a warm shower and a warm meal. We had dinner and I slept in the guest bedroom. In the middle of the night I woke up and headed over to the toilet to pee when I hear muffled slap, slop, slap, slap, flip, flop, flap, flap, flap, slap noises coming from the master bedroom downstairs. This was unmistakably the sound of sex and against my better judgment I went downstairs. The master bedroom at the end of the hall.