Unhone apne hatho se mummy ki chutad ko faila diya aur kaha bhabhi aapki gand to randi ke gand jaise hai kitna marwati ho mummy Sharma gayi aur unke t...rf dekhne lagi.usne apni do ungli mummy ki gand ke ched me dal di mummy aa aa kar rahi thi.mummy ki aisi awaze sun kar uski vasna badh rahi thi.vo dhire dhire mummy ki gand me ungli karne laga mummy apne boobs ko pakde masal rahi thi fir aslam chacha mummy ke upar let gaye aur apne lund ka topa mummy ki gand ke ched par rakh kar ek dhakka. Fuck, but it hurt! I instinctively examined my side, but the ink remained stubbornly just as I’d left it. It was a little dry and I’d thought of it, so I thought I’d go give it a wash. It was just the trauma and pain messing with my head. That’s all it was. Honest. I padded off to the bathroom with my clear, scentless soap and tried to wash the big thing. Being gentle with a gaping side-wound is totally as easy as it sounds, by the way. When I turned the water on to rinse, I fucking heard it. In a way she thought impossible, in the next thirty minutes Dusty had slowly and carefully seduced her ass as if it were her demanding pussy. She had recently begun to let Marty take her in the ass but it was nothing like this.At the moment while riding in that truck she couldn't seem to visualize every detail of that night but there was a definite end result... the insatiable burning and longing for Dusty and his cock pleasing her ass couldn't be denied, even days later.And of course as soon. Just about the same time she reached back and turned the other shower head on with cold water. We could feel both hot and cold water raining down from above us. The sensation of the water combined with her mouth was an intense sensation.After a few minutes, she stood back up and we embraced in a deep kiss while exploring each other with our hands. She put a large amount of body soap in her hand and gave me a handful also. We used the soap to explore every part of our bodies. The water and the.