But her gaze is immediately drawn to a woman a few feet down the bar, one hip leaning onto the counter. She has dark, wavy hair slipping past her sh...ulder, but it is her mysterious eyes that hold her attention. The lightest of greens flash out from her black-lined eyes. She’s wearing a long-sleeved black lace top, with only a black bra underneath. Her jeans are tightly fitted, showing the lush curve of her hip down to her slender, toned legs. Her elegant feet are encased in high, black. For another few minutes we continued liked that, until my foster mother wanted to change, and eagerly she spun around on my lap, and began riding me again, and now facing her foster daughter, her pussy was more exposed, and eagerly Angie began licking my shaft and her pussy."Yes! Yes! Yes! Lick mommies pussy! Lick it! Lick it!" groaned Donna, as Angie did just that.Donna was now eagerly bouncing hard up and down on my lap, taking my entire length right up inside of her, before lifting so almost. So providing them with dildoes, vibrators, butt plugs, anything that could penetrate and spread them, fill them up with the sense of being filled with cock, would act as a panacea, until they were able to actually fuck. The spare room was filled with a varying array of toys for the girls. They would be on the move though, so the only toys that would work in this case would be the butt plugs.Johannah walked to the room, the steel collar around her neck. Even now, in the midst of all this. Pavan: but one condition, I will pay for food.Rahul: as your wish pavan.So from that day pavan used to have food in my house only, now he started staring my body while I serving food and used to comment on food that I love your food and your juices. I know what he was talking but my husband didn’t understand.Sometimes he used to ask to me like aunty you like banana, in front of rahul only I used to get little discomfort and again he asked aunty juice is ready for drinking, like this went for.