To bhaiyyaunhe dekh kar to pagal ho rahe the.unka lund to khada ho gaya tha.to unhone bhabhi ko kis karne lage thodi dEr bad to bhabhi bi garam ho chu...i thi to dono ne ek dusre ke kapde nikale or dono to sirf ab undergarments me the bhaiyya to bhabhi ke boobs ko kub masal rahe the or bhabhi ke mu se moen ki awaze nikal rahi thi aaaahhhh iiiiiiiiiisssss ye awaze mere room me bhi aarahithi is se me bhi garam ho raha tha idhar bhabhi to maze le rahi thi lekin unka ye maza jada der nahi tha.kyu ki. Holy shit, we need to go! Now!”Mike, who was clearly disappointed about leaving, grabbed our cooler full of drinks (swing clubs tend to be BYOB in our state) and met me outside of the front door. He asked me why I was so upset and in all honesty it wasn’t just that I was afraid of losing my job, it was that this was the first person in my life to discover (rather than be told) that we were swingers. We drove home with Mike reassuring me that everything was fine, that it was unlikely that my. The other hand went to her lower back and then moved slowly over the curve of Angel's smooth ass until it reached each slender leg. Then it would go back to where it started. Angel stayed on all fours as she felt the woman's hands moving over her. She felt the hand on her stomach move forward until it was covering Angel's breasts. She felt the hand slowly take her breasts and massage each one. It did feel so good. The cop moved closer as her other hand slid between the girl's legs. Angel felt a. We began to kiss, softly at first but then our love and passion took over any fears we might have had. Starting at my stomach Farhans hand explored my body on his way to my tits. Moving from one to the other and back again his hand softly cupped my breasts. Each squeeze sent waves of heat through me like a wild fire. My hand found his hard cock and began to stroke it. After only a minute or so I had to have him in my mouth. I wanted to taste my brothers gorgeous cock so I rolled on top of him.