"Oh my, you're definitely a wet one, aren't you?" She said with a hint of tease in her voice. I stammered, "I-I-I...uhm..." I've never been aroused by...somebody so intensely, and quickly. She ran her hand up my thigh, and over my pulsating, wet (almost dripping) pussy. She shoved me against the tile wall and unbuttoned my shirt. "Don't you worry," She said. "I'm gonna make you feel amazing." She said, with a hint of evilness in her eyes. She ripped my shirt off, and cupped my breast. Gently. Tight, baby. I dont…..ahhhhh…wanna….hurt you. he groaned into my ear. His hot breath caressed my ear, adding to my pleasure. Youre not, was all I could manager to gasp out as he moved slowly in and out of me. He started to pick up speed inside me. I turned my head slightly to see glance at my brother and dad and was shocked when I saw him kissing our dad with one hand under the water and another hand playing in my dads chest hair. I closed my eyes as Jamal kept stroking me. His pace was furious. „Hold her up, please,“ said Madame Vesta sharply. Quentin dashed forward and clasped the staggering figure to him. He felt Melissa's softness and warmth. One of his hands was over a naked breast. Lust within him soared to a new height. My god, he would have loved to have fucked this beauty there and then!A lead chain was fastened on the collar. „Thank you, Mr Osman.“ Reluctant Quentin released the body he was clasping. I'll have you one day... and soon... said Quentin to himself. Meanwhile she. Maihaste hue coffee pine laga aur bola ke aunty coffee bohot tasty haibohot dino bad itni tasy coffee pi raha hu to phir se aunty hasti huiboli ke kia chahiye aakhir tumhai batado na itna maska lagane ki koizaroorat nahi. Mai haste hue bola ke mujhe aap chahiye aunty bataodogi apni aap ko mujhe ?? to wo hasne lagi aur boli ke mai to yahi humujhe le ke kia karoge to mai bola ke jo mann karega to boli ke kiakarna chahta hai tumhara mann to mai bola ke aapko dekh ke kuch kuchhota hai to aunty.