Sheetal aunty bahaut khush thi mujhe dekh kar ki me kitni acchi tarha se maa ko khush kar raha hun aur maine mera auzar nikala aur sheetal aunty ne us...e tel laga ke use ek dam chamka diya tha aur phir maine maa ko apni taraf ghaseeta aur lund unki choot pe rakha aur dhakka lagaya hi tha ki maaa nee ankhon se patti hatali aur ek dam dang ki dang reh gayi. Unka chehra gusse se pura laal ho gaya aur wo mujhpe aur sheetal aunty pe bahaut tez chillayie sheetal aunty ne kaha shaant ho jaoAb sab kuch. But, there is more to it!Kapil: What else am I supposed to do?Manisha: You got to check my rack!Kapil: What? What did you just say?“Ohh, Kapil! Hahaha! How can you be so naive?!” she exclaimed, turning around for the first time since the tantalizing last few minutes. Revealing her irresistible upper body that was protected only by her padded plunge bra, .“What do you think, Kapil? Does it look good?!” she questioned me, cupping her breasts, that were battling to pop out of her undersized bra.. Lost on most people nowadays.Without further ado he leapt upon the hen’s back, grabbed her by the back of the neck and carried out his business.“Is he fucking her?”“Umm ... yes, I suppose you could put it like that, but the polite term is ‘treading’” I said, somewhat embarrassed.“Would you like to tread me?” she giggled.“Pardon?”“Fuck,” she said. “Would you like to fuck me?”Now, had I been a more worldly sort, less of a nerd if you will, and certainly with more experience of females, then maybe. “You’re a fucking sex god.”He fell back, groaning. “Ride me, Lisa. Ride me with that sexy ass.”The busty bombshell arced back and planted her hands on his chest and bounced up and down, faster and faster. He smacked her butt.“Fuck, yes!”“Oh! You’re so deep! So fucking deep in my ass!”“This is my ass, Lisa! Hear me? MINE.”She threw her head back, dark hair thrashing. “It’s yours! My ass is yours! You own it! Oh god, I was made for you!”Their nasty words punctuated each balls-deep thrust, each.