I try to stick my ass towards Her, to show her how much I want Her in there. But I'm still suspended, and my movements are limited. She starts to mov... Her hips, teasing my ass with Her cock. Her hands are squeezing my buttocks so hard it almost hurts. She starts to lick the back of my neck, Her tongue travels down my spine line, and it feels amazing. Now She is kneeling behind me. I can't see Her, but I know how She looks like, Her legs spread apart, Her strap-on hanging between them. She is. As much intimacy as they had shared not to mention the intimacies she (and presumably he) had experienced separately as a result of their relationship, she felt much like an adolescent. As much as she wanted him, needed him, there remained the fear that she wouldn’t feel that way on meeting him. Worse, she feared that he wouldn’t want her. They were lovers, new lovers and not. Would they savor that delicious and exciting awkwardness of new though decidedly adult lovers or would they be the. Uncle was relaxing with his head thrown back and closed eyes. I just raised my skirt and fingered myself there. My climax matched uncles and he seemed to cum a lot. Didi never removed her head. She might have drank all that hopefully. I rushed back to my seat. Soon didi came out and I could see her wiping her lips. A few minutes later uncle too came out. I pretended not to know anything but I couldn’t help looking on the front of his dhoti. He sat near me and put his hand around me and pulled. ” Daddy moaned as he pushed his 8 inch shaft up mom’s aching pussy. I let out a whimper but they didn’t hear me. My fingers furiously fondled my clit and dipped into my messy pussy as I watched daddy ram mommy’s wet pussy. Her juices were collecting in my panties she wearing as they were pulled to the side. I could see daddy’s cock as he pulled it back glistening with mommy’s cum. I had never really thought about my parents in a sexual way before until that night. I felt so dirty and so turned.