Aaaahh oh my god.. Daya bhabhi…. Aaaahh…(daya startd sucking babita-s boobs)Then daya ko call aata hai uski maa ka aur wo saaree pehan kar bahar c...ali jaati hai.Babita…! :- oh my god jetha ji….Aaaaaahhhhjhhjjhhh jetha ji fuckme fucke me fuck me jetha ji… Harder… Oh my god i’m cumming jethaaaa jiiiii…. Mera pani nikalne wala hai…Jetha : – aaahhhh babita ji mera bhi….Dono ek sath jhad jaate hai…Fir babit uchhlna band kar ke apni gand ko jetha ke lund pe gol gol ghumaati hai aur jetha ka sar apne. ‘Now this is interesting too.’ ‘What?’ ‘This is not the owner of this apartment. I know the owner and I will bet that this isn’t him.’ ‘Then who is it?’ ‘Too early to tell but I would guess that it’s probably James Craigmore.’ ‘What makes you say that?’ ‘I know that Feldham was acquainted with him, he has mentioned that he met him through his wife. Both of them are dead and Feldham is missing and this looks like something that a mystery writer could think up. I think I will have a little talk. She put the shampoo down and started using the body scrub on me. She washed my face and then worked down my shoulders. She spent a lot of time making sure my nipples were perfectly clean. I really enjoyed that.Then she kept going down. She bypassed my pussy completely which was momentarily disappointing and finished down my legs and feet.She stood back up. “OK, Daisy, to clean you perfectly you need to turn round and bend over”.Thank goodness I’m great at taking instruction. I turned round and. "I want to drink you, to feel every drop of you sliding down my throat."She gazed down into my face with eyes half-closed. "Then do it," she panted.***Later, after I had eventually surfaced and slid back up to lay alongside her, she turned and wrapped her arms around me. She gave a satisfied stretch, like a cat awakening from a contented nap."Enjoy that, honey?" I softly asked.She smiled weakly. "Oh, babe, you have no idea - no idea - how good that was! It's been so long, baby. So, so, so long..