Always dressed in black, with a very elegant and graceful figure, she had attracted him from the first. She had an air of great dignity and a grave an... thoughtful face which made it impossible to penetrate the secret of her soul, and which would have seemed austere had it not been framed in a cloud of fair curls, resisting all attempts at discipline and setting a halo of light and gayety around her.Her voice had a soft and musical tone which Perenna loved to hear; and, himself a little. I’m bisexual by the way, just to throw that in there. “Yes, yes, yes.” Was all I heard out of Andre’s mouth, probably the only words he knew at the moment. “Åh Gud, farbror hårdare! Jag är på väg att komma!” Were the words I heard and later learned that it means “oh god, uncle harder! I’m about to come!”.I kept watching the dirty deed go down and I was gripping my hard cock through my jean shorts, hearing my grandpa and cousin’s climax, hearing the breathless cries and then the panting as they. Once inside they both started going on me without me even getting time to collect and think something.Inside there was this feeling what am I doing I am not this kind but then two ladies fully plump huge breasts to be chewed as much as I want, nice round ass and holes to fuck this was so much over grown that everything else went aside.I wanted to fuck that it.Once was in saree who removed it quickly and was in her blouse and petticoat and another one was in her Punjabi dress who removed her. For three months it was pretty much a one night a week thing. He would fuck her silly and send her on her way. He never asked her to stay and made sure she knew she was to leave after they finished without cleaning up. She loved the slutty feeling of being used and riding home full of his cum leaking out of her now loose pussy.She had started doing kegals and exercising her legs in hopes to offset the damage Bobby was inflicting on her vagina. But the long sessions he put her through made it.