Udhar maria papa ke room me ghusi.Mai room me gayi papa lete hue the maine kaha papa mai aagai aaj mai sab daba dungi aur cream bhi laga dungi papa bo...e beta sirf pair daba de nahi papa maine promise kiya tha na.Chalo ab apni night pant nikal do papa thoda jhijhakne lage maine papa ki night pant utar di dekha papa v cut underwear me the maine kaha ohh papa sorry meri wajah se aapki gori skin lal hogai kahkar jhang me hath dal diya aur rub kar lagi papa ek munute me tube laga deti hun tube hath. I,m just going to get into something more comfortable.” she stated in her husky, sexy voice. “Make sure it,s not much so I can slip my cock into something very comfortable!” I teased back. “Pay no notice of my husband, Martin. He,s always thinking of sex!” “That makes THREE os us then!” Martin chuckled and Sarah headed for the master bedroom. “Give her fifteen minutes and we,ll join her in our bedroom!” I told him. Martin now stripped to his underpants as I,d asked him while I stripped naked. I soaped up, hoping that if someone was coming, our erections would go down. But the thought of his cock in my hand prevented that. I soaped, and he watched. I imitated his movements, paying special attention to my cock and balls and ass as we grew brave again. He was openly jacking now, and I was sorely tempted to get on my knees and suck it.He came over to me, behind me, and reached around to stroke me. I felt his cock in the cheeks of my virgin butt. I'd played many times, but had never been. ’ I sped up a little. He sped up. I had Andrea dial the Utah state patrol and punch me onto speaker phone. I identified myself and told them my story. They had me verify where we were and which direction we were going. As we hung up I noticed I was doing seventy-three. I heard Sammi, ‘Back off your speed. The state boys have a visual.’ Their car was up on a rise off to the north side of the interstate. I watched them merge onto I-70 with us and slide between me and the Dodge. My cell rang..