All of the shirts she had packed were tight and small, which would leave nothing to the imagination without a bra to have underneath it. I took speci...l note that there were no condoms. It really was going to be a vacation for me.I got in the shower and went down for dinner after that. Rain had started to come down pretty hard. Things were quiet from that point on until around 9PM or so when the door shot open, startling my wife and I while we were watching television.In walked Sarah,. Ken came downstairs and made some more jokes and apologized I didn’t hear much because I was trying to see the outline of his cock through his sweatpants. We talked for awhile and as we were talking I leaned against the a table and slipped dumping laundry detergent all over me. I cleaned up the mess with Ken and asked if I could use the shower he grabbed me a towel and some of his wife’s clothes and walked me to the bathroom.Now I was alone deciding if I wanted to just make myself cum or do. But I did not care much. I told him not to go there and stay there.I told him to watch if my husband come that way until I bath. He agreed with that. Now he was eager to watch what was about to happen. I told him to stay on the edge of the shack. He turned his back towards me and went a few steps away. I removed my top and legging completely.I meanwhile messaged Harp to come to a few steps towards the shack. Then again move backward pretending to have another call. I went into the tub stark. These were the same tits I suckled when I was a baby and now my own Mamaji was screwing them. He opened his mouth and started sucking her nipples. Mom unleashed a sexy moan “aaahhhhhhh ooohhhhhhhh Bhaiya aur chuso. aur zor se. suck these tits dry !!!” All the while he was caressing her pussy lips with his finger and rubbing her clitoris. She didn’t ever wear panties. She hung onto Mamaji by pressing her finger nails on his back. Even she gave him bite marks all over the chest like a hungry.