Jyoti Bhabhi moaned so loudly that someone walking outside might have heard it.I told her to be silent. Otherwise, we might get caught. I started thru...ting into her, and her moan was very loud. First, I went a little slow, and only 3/4th of my dick was going in. Gradually, I started thrusting very hard. Jyoti Bhabhi was taking my whole 6’ dick.It was giving her immense pleasure and triggered her so much. She never thought about anything. She just moaned her heart out even after my warnings. I. "Sneaky old man...getting off while you watch us fuck." Tommy looked at his son and daughter, "I wasn't invited and I felt rude interupting." "You could interupt anytime." Bella commented. She stood up, stretched, noting that both pair of male eyes were fixed on the rise of her breasts. Not surprisingly, her cunt tightened and she felt hot and wet all over again. "Did you want to play, daddy?" Tommy walked to the bed and sat next to Jake. "Of course I do." He reached out and carassed Jake's. I know this routine. Usually its the umpteenth asshole boyfriend, but no - these aren't some dumbass teenager's hands, not even those of some shithead college jock. This guy's way older, so that means the truth is far more sour still - he's a relative, I bet. Some fucker she's trusted, once. That's painful. The cacophony of emotions begins to make a little more sense to me. There's that quivering strand of confusion running through it all - betrayal. The absolute, fundamental, world-inverting. He found himself unable to stop fucking her, continually impaling her again and again. Her sweet, tight ooey-gooey had him trapped like quicksand, drowning him in pussy. Every few minutes, she erupted in volcanic glory, gushing and splashing squirt everywhere.“I can’t stop,” he cried out. “I c-c-can’t...”His arms weakened as he felt his orgasm erupting. Her trembling hands dug her nails into the back of his shoulders. The digging pain couldn’t overpower his surging load. Out of breath, he tried.