One of his hands snaked round my waist and he massaged and pinched my clit roughly. I nearly screamed and Drake just kept thrusting into me. The sound...of flesh slapping against flesh filled the front room and mingled with our grunts and groans. “Drake,” I panted. “Yeah you love your brother fucking your pussy don’t you?” he growled in my ear. “I love your big dick in my tight pussy,” I admitted. He grunted loudly and slapped my ass hard. I squealed and Drake chuckled sounding strained. . Wo dhire se meri chut ki aur badh rhi thi usne meri gaand par 2-3 chapet mare aur meri chut ko panty par se thap-thapa kar sehlane lgi. Meri panty puri trah gili ho chuki thi aur ham dono uttegit the. Usne meri panty me hath dala aur use utar diya aur apne mooh se lekar use meri mooh me dal diya aur mere baal khol diye. Mene bhi uska t-shirt uthar diya aur jeans bhi. Usne apni panty utar di . Uski chut bhi kafi gili lag rhi thi par uski chut pe ek bhi baal nhi tha aur meri chut to balon se. ”“You were there, Harry!”“Yea, but she wasn’t. Besides, it was the best wedding I ever attended.”This really had Helen searching our faces. “Juli and Harry were there, too? On the Caribbean island?”Harry wasn’t done apparently, “Their friend flew us and another of their close couple friends down to witness it. Let me tell you, Helen, you have to get down there sometime. His place is amazing. And the island is beautiful. And the beaches and the bikinis …” But he was finally stopped by an elbow. I grab the joint and finish the smoke. Chilled but horny I decide to confront my daughters lovers parents. Looking out the window on to the street I see him putting his shirt on as he crosses the road. His mother opens the door dressed in her leotard. Mrs Olsen is mid 30s divorced and rich. Mr Olsen was caught fucking his secretary when his wife turned up for an unscheduled lunch date. That was 10 years ago.I crossed the street. Rang the doorbell. Mrs Olsen opened the door in her bathrobe. I.