Pehle to door se dekhta hi raha. Chachi ko pata tha par unhone dyan nahi diya. Phir me unke pass jake khada ho gya. Thodi der bad maine apna haat unke...haato pe sehlaya , unhone haato ko jhatka diya aur mere haato ko hata diya. Maine phir se wahi kiya aur phirse unka same reaction. Aisa 4-5 baar hua aur phir me waha se chala gya.Day 2:Aaj phir chachu ke jaane ke bad me kitchen me gya. Chachi bartan dho rahi thi. Aaj thoda improvement tha, aaj hato ke saat saat pit pe bhi haato se sehlaya. Haato. His wife’s lips slid down and down my cock. She gurgled and moaned, her passion humming around my dick. Then her lips were nuzzling into my bush. Her chin pressed into my balls. This was incredible.I could fuck her mouth.The idea electrified my mind. I gripped her blonde locks and drew back my hips. She sucked and swallowed, massaging my cock and giving me as much pleasure as she could. It was wild. I loved every moment of it.“Oh, fuck, yes!” I gasped as the tip of my cock popped out of her. Dont you know anything. Youre suppose to keep that hammer working! For a while I saw Bills hairy ass pumping in her while her long fingers held on too his hips. Her legs were dangling over his shoulders, high-heels still on, and she was moaning, talking dirty the entire time. Johnathan, I can feel him inside me. Every inch. Hes definitely a grower. Every-time she talked to me Bill would grunt and moan like a wild boar. He pushed his face on to hers and began french kissing her again. Their lips. .. oooh!" Pamela realised dimly, that she was listening to her own voice. That withdrawing thickness had set exciting and stimulating sensations writhing through her insides. She wriggled in response to these strange sensations that were so delightful."Aaarghhh!" He had thrust deep again. Pain mixed with pleasure, but the pain was not high, and the pleasure more than made up for that pain. Pamela had never felt so full. It seemed she must burst from the pressure of the huge black cock buried in.