Didi ke dono hatho ko uncle ne apne dono hatho se daba rakha tha. Iske baad uncle ne didi ke saya ke nade ko ek hi jhatke me khol diya to didi ka saay... sarak ke jamin par jaa gira. Ab didi bilkul hi nangi khadi thi.iske baad maine dekha ki uncle ne didi ke kandhe ke paas se baal ko hatate huye apne hoto ko didi ke kandhe aur gardan ke bich dhire dhire ragadne lage aur didi ke chuchi ko dhire dhire dabane ke sath hi dusre hath se didi ke chud ko sahalane lage. Jaise hi uncle ne didi ke chud ko. Feeling the slick wetness between her lips. Her hips bucked slightly as she grazed her clit with her thumb. She loved the feel of the smooth skin beneath her fingers. She could feel the slickness spreading. Running down and over her lips before traveling onto her thighs. She quickly patted herself dry, needing so much more than a finger or two and moved into the bedroom. The bed was still unmade, the curtains drawn. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs. Her hands moved up to her breasts.. She stood to greet me and we ordered some drinks. She said she didn't want to talk about anything connected to home, her spouse or k**s, and she was here for a distraction she really hoped I could provide. Alice was pretty straight forward, smart and had a pretty face, bigger tits than her picture showed and she looked tired but who could blame her? From behind she was exactly what you would think the best a 68 year old woman with k**s could look, which was very hot to me. She was dressed in. She is a body, at my mercy, for me to do anything I like with, as far as her position will allow.When I switch the vibrator off, Catherine whispers something. “Please!” Her eyes are pleading inside the hood. “Please!” I give a quick blast, enjoying the way Catherine cries out and lets the full thrust of her need come out in a long whine. “Please!”Nipples strain under the gauzy fabric. I reach out to pinch them. Then I step back, just looking at Catherine, watching her fidget, as if she can’t.