Uska pati jyadatar bahar hi rahata tha. ghar me un dono ke alava koi nahi rahata tha.Bhabhi mast hot mal thi.bhabhi ka figure 34-28-36 hoga.Bhabhi ki ...apde pahananeke tarike vajah se bhabhi aur sexy lagati thi. Uska transparent blouse,blouse ke andar stylish bra aur saree lagane ka tarika hume bhabhi ke aur jyada attract karti thi.Dikhne me zarine khan ke jaisi thi. Hamare society ke sare ladke bhabhi ke nam ki mala aur muthh marte the aur bhagwan se prayer karte the ki kab unko bhabhi ke sath. I inspected my surroundings, eventually collapsing atop a pile of plastic sheeting that had valiantly resisted the ravages of time. It bore the logo of a famous DIY store, and I wallowed in nostalgia.An hour later, the door opened and a young woman carried in a tray of food. One of the men from earlier watched me carefully, a revolver in his hand. It was strange being surrounded by such familiar objects, but also somehow deeply reassuring. Nothing had prepared me for the fact that anybody other. Then I realized, what could he think anyway when he had his mother’s tit in his mouth and she had his cock in her hand? I tried to assuage my concern by getting him to tell me I wasn’t doing a terrible thing. “Is this okay baby? Does it feel good? Do you want to be doing this with your momma?”“Oh yes mom…yes…yes.” He kept saying yes as he reached into my panties to touch the wet pussy he had sucked on so beautifully so long before. He brought his fingers to his lips and tasted my juices telling. Let me do what I want.” He smirked and began what was supposed to be my punishment. His index finger slipped straight into my pussy walls hard, reaching the top. I little out a little yelp and rested my head on his shoulder, biting into it so that I didn’t make too much noise. I couldn’t let the game away, let anyone know that we were doing such a thing as this. His finger drove deep into me flicking against my velvet walls as my knees were about to collapse, my teeth digging further into his.