First floor pe ek couple rehta he uska husband job pe he or uski wife ek house wife he meri tarah magar meri wife mujhe bataya karti thi ki wo rent wa...a usse ghura karta he wo thoda mota he isi liye meri biwi ne uska naam motu rakhaa hua he motu jab bhi aata jaata tha or agar meri biwi usse mil jaati thi to wo use baat karne ke bahane dhoondta tha or baat kiya karta tha pehle to meri biwi ko uspe gussa aaya karta tha. Wo usse bilkul pasand nahi karti thi halanki motu dekhne me bura nahi tha. I would have thrown my head back because it felt soooo damn good but I also wanted to watch my dad give my brother a blowjob. I couldnt believe this. My dad took Jamals dick out of his mouth long enough to suck one of his sons heavy balls into his mouth. Oh yea dad, Jamal said. Right there. My dad got Jamals balls wet with spit and began to play with them as he once again took Jamals dick into his mouth. I couldnt breathe. James was eating my pussy so good that I thought the room started. ’ I did my best to keep my hands steady as I applied the ointment, and I kept my face down so he wouldn’t notice I was blushing. His suggestion of a date in the near future was still fresh in my mind, and even medicinal physical contact was making my stomach flutter. I finished up by wrapping a layer of gauze around his forearm and securing it with a piece of tape. ‘Does that feel OK?’ I asked, finally looking into his eyes. ‘Oh good, now my arm matches my head,’ he replied with a crooked. She still couldn't believe what they were going to do tonight, and what she was wearing.Jen was wearing the lingerie that she had worn on her wedding day, under her wedding dress. Ivory white bustier with garter straps, lacy panties and ivory stockings. She even wore the ivory satin heels from her wedding day. Everything still fit. In fact, as she looked in the mirror, she proudly thought that she looked better today than on her wedding day.She had known Michael had kept her wedding heels and.