But the risk was worth taking.No other way was I ever going to see my own parents having sex. The camera gear was connected to my laptop, and I switch...d it on. The view was just perfect. My mom was already in her red bra and white petticoat. She looked like a hot MILF we see in so many of these ‘Desi Sex Videos’.For a second I even imagined my mom in the video I saw just yesterday. An Aunty from Delhi was fucked, inside a moving auto-rickshaw, by her son’s friend.My dad had removed all his. “Not you.....yet.”She winked at him and handed him his towel as he stepped out of the shower. He felt himself begin to harden again. He loved it when she was feeling flirty. He reached the towel up to his head to dry his face and hair. As he covered his face he felt Brittany’s small hands delicately grab hold of his semi-hard cock.Brittany couldn’t keep her hands off him. The whole time he was drying himself she was running her hands over his body gently touching different, sensitive parts of. My thumb found her throbbing clit, and I toyed with it, rubbing it back and forth, letting it flick stiffly from either side of my molesting digit. She hummed in pleasure, her brow furrowing at the apex of her forehead, such a look of vulnerability upon her face. “You like it when your big sister fucks your little pussy?” I whispered, crinkling my nose dotingly. She nodded, making an infantile face of contentment, bringing both her hands around my breast as though to milk me. Despite her façade. Are they close friends of yours?" Yes. They both have their sights set on you in spite of Tracy. If they were to date a football player it would make them the talk of the school. I don't think Tracy would approve however!"Nia is laughing. I know Tracy wouldn't approve. She doesn't think I spend enough time with her now. If I were to take time to date either one of the girls she would leave me in a minute. I will have to figure out some way to meet one or the other in private to see how far they.