Carl still engrossed in the menu failed to notice Lorraine’s thighs come into view above her stocking tops, the tiny little tartan bows on the tops ...f her knees clearly in sight.I elbowed Carl in the ribs.“Ooof”, he turned and looked at me. I pointedly looked at Lorraine. Carl’s eyes following my gaze.A smile dawned on his face as he was able to see clearly right up to the junction of her spread legs and the pouting prize at the end.“Mmmmm, that’s nice”, he said, re-arranging his cock in his. “Et tu, Brute,” I growled in Dad’s general direction before I was again attacked by her talented fingers. Gasping for breath, I warned Erika that I was going to pee if she didn’t stop. Needless to say ... she didn’t stop. After a minute more of her tortuous tickling, and despite my continued pleas and warnings to stop, I couldn’t hold back any longer and let an involuntary stream jet out.“There he blows!” quipped Mom unexpectedly. I gained control a bit too late and felt the remnants of the. Mene jab unhe nahate hue dekha to wo ek petikot lpete hui naha rhi thi aur apni body ko aise rub kr rhi thi jaise koi pornstar ho to unhe dekhkar mere to hosh ud gye mene ek deewar ki aad me chhip k pura nazara dekha Aur apne lund ko bahar se hi masalne laga us din se unke mzak mujhe serious lgne lage , aur mene b thaan liya k unhe kese b chodna hai, to me b unke mzak ka reply double meaning me dene laga ,Aur wo mujhse jyada hi open hone lagi fir ek din me kisi kaam se unke ghar gya tha to wo. “Oh...Oh...Ah...AaaH” I grunted very unlady like; well actually I’m pretty sure I wasn’t at my most demure feminine in my bacchanale arse pleasure. I did however; hit the plateau of divine anal invasion acceptance. When my gawped sphincter could well manage and fully enjoy whatever the foul hoe, my own mum was offering me. I was in the delicious moments of generous relaxed arse expansion.“Oh you self loving, lazy bitch” my mom said, but she kept thrusting as she heard each of my accepting moans.