“Yes grab those tits, make them yours,” I said. “Will do my dear,” John replied as he was laughing a little. I put my hands onto his ass while...my hands were under the blanket. Then the celebration showed signs of coming to an end soon. I felt I was gonna have an orgasm soon. “Oh shit John, you are gonna make me cum soon, I'm gonna explode,” I said. “I know angel. I can't hold it anymore either,” John replied. Then he pulled out and came onto my stomach again as I came all over the bed as well.. Furiously lapping at Mom’s prized bundle of nerve-endings. He looked over at me with big smile, knowing the pleasure that his ministrations were providing her.“Yeah ... yeah ... uh huh ... uh huh ... there,” cooed Mom, as she reached down and used her fingers to splay the large pink petals of her dew-laden flower even more for Dad’s tip. For his part, he was taking great enjoyment in delicately flailing her sensitive bud. A look of satisfied concentration permeated his face.“Ohhhhhhh. While we were standing, I took the palloo of her saree and started unwinding it. She also helped me and was smiling all the while.When we were finished with the saree there was a skirt inside which was tied with a thread. I pulled the tie of the thread pulled down the skirt. She let the skirt lose by using her legs. She was wearing a white color panty with small pink flower printed on them. It was tight and had a bulge at her pussy.While she was standing, I stood on my knees and slightly held. A sadistic ‘eat shit’ grin, because I was at her mercy as the continued anal assault stretched and painfully punished my little brown hole open as she and he could see crystal clear between my spanked red cheeks.After a short time, my asshole began to loosen up. Soon, Madame’s fingers were slipping in and out of my small brown puckered hole. With a loud plop and fart that brought another groan of embarrassment he pulled his fingers from my clinging asshole. Smearing Vaseline on the length of.