Maine dhire-dhire unki sarri pichhe se upar utha di aur gaand ko sahlane laga, mami bhi mere lund ko dekhkar puri tarah garm thi unhone mera lund paka... kar chut par rakh diya aur ragadne lagi. Mere lund ne pahli baar chut ko touch kiya tha bahut maza aaya, tabhi mami ne ek jhatke ke sath apni gaand pichhe ki aur mera lund mami ki chut me gus gaya. Mujhe laga mera lund kisi bhatti me gus gaya mami ki chut bahut garm thi aur mera adha lund unki chut me tha fir mami ne halke halke aage-pichhe hone. She rested on her elbows, her large breasts rising and falling beneath her breast plate as I stared at her shaved pussy.“Oh, you look in such need of your concubine’s ministration,” I purred, kneeling, breathing in her musk.I loved that wonderful scent.With a hungry snarl, I buried my lips into her snatch. I licked her so hard, my tongue sliding through her folds. She shuddered, her eyes widening, her hips shuddering, bucking against me, smearing her pussy lips across my hungry mouth.My tongue. Wicked because it wasn’t her husband’ssperm inside her, and good because my cock was differentand thrilling. I praised her willingness to beadventuresome, and how exciting and satisfying the sexwith her was. She told me that their sex life haddecreased in quantity and quality over the years and shehadn’t felt very sexy as she aged. Now she did afterseeing how she turned me on. Their sex life wouldcertainly be hotter too. She didn’t tell Adrian that she sometimes still. * I pick her leather jeans up from the bed. *Can I try these on Niece?* Jan nods/ puts the bottle to her lips and knocks back her head. Straight Bacardi. She splutters/ wipes her mouth and offers me the bottle. *Nah.* I shake my head and zip up the trousers. *Youre a fuckin girls blouse Rach. Jen up* she snears in mock disgust. *I feel sick.* Jan shrugs and gulps back the remains of the alcohol. *You ARE sick girlie.* *Whats this like?* Ive pulled on a huge baggy black woollen jumper that.