Vo bethi rahi, aur fir mausaji apni dono janghen hila-hila use apni moyi janghon pr kaste gaye.Maine uske skirt me hath dal tatola aur puchha gudiya, ...une bhitr panty pehni ki nahi, pr skirt ke bhitr panty nahi thi.Ladki ko god me uthaye-uthaye mausa use dusre kamre me le gaye, yahan 10 log bethe hue the.Mausa ne chhokri ko kaha mera peshevar nam master kheladilal he kyonki hm jo bhi drama krte hai usme ek-n-ek chhokri ki ijjet jarur uterti h.Pichle 2 ssalon me main 750 ladkiyon ki ijjet utar. So well, in fact, that when they invited us to spend a weekend at their houseboat on Lake Powell, neither Amber nor I could think of a reason not to accept. So we agreed. The plan was to go up on Friday morning, spend two nights and return to Phoenix on Sunday afternoon. We’d cruise around the lake in Ron’s speedboat, checking out the beautiful scenery during the day, barbecue and just hang out and relax in the evenings. It sounded like fun. Sex was not on the agenda. In all fairness, Ron had. I gently turned the knob--it wasn't locked. I went into my sister's room without knocking. I closed the door behind me, very slowly, mesmerized by the sight before me.Colleen was half lying in her bed, the covers kicked aside. Her sleep tee was pulled up to her waist. Her left hand was down the front of her exposed panties, moving rhythmically. With her right hand she put a finger shushed to her lips, and then beckoned me close."So when did you start sleepwalking," she whispered.I shot her a. I want to feel it and even hurt a little."I started slowly, got a rhythm, and then cut lose with all that I had to offer. Viv was loving the anal and pushing back against every thrust. Her quivering and quaking was bringing me to a helluva climax. "Fuck Viv, I am cumming."She responded, "Don't stop! Just keep blasting my ass, I love it so.". My cock just rammed her rectum. The tightness of her ass added to the pleasure. After a little while longer, I could not hold back any more. My.