One Sunday, she called me to her home to take help from me in cleaning her house. I went to her house to help her. She wore dark brown, very transpare...t blouse without bra. When I reached her house, she already started working. She lifted her sari above to her knees. Her whitish thighs are literally appearing up to half. Her pallu is squeezed between her two cones like boobs. Her pinkish nipples are appearing from transparent blouse. Her sari is below her deep novel which can be easily visible.. .Uske baad job wo sab tmhare bua korape karke chod ke chale gaye toh ,road pura khali tha, maine tumhare bua ko dekh kar ro ya,par jab mein rote rote uske boobs haat lagayi,toh mera hawas jag utha, aur me use uthakar road me laya, aur wahan pe uncontrol ho ke use sex kiya,me use utha kar apne upper rakha, aur uske upper me ho kar usko dhud piya,kya shanti thi,pura uske naam ki tarah,aur wo bol rahi thi, ki-mujhe chod do,mujhe pain ho raha hain,par use nahi choda,aur bola -sali un logo ne choda. "You going to cum for us?" asked Naomi"Yes! yes! yes!" I groaned "Im nearly there! i'm nearly there!"I soon felt my balls tightening completely, as these two little pussies continued to rub up and down my hard smooth shaft."Cum Mr Jones!" groaned Jessie "Cum for us! cum for us!" "Give us your load!" groaned Naomi "Give us your big wet sticky load!"And as their sweet wet smooth pussies started to move faster up and down my hard length, my balls churned and with a might cry, I groaned "OH FUCKING. How dare they leave you alone this long? Are you all right? They didn’t hurt you, did they?” looking her up and down.No, no, nothing likes that. The fight was verbal–about sex, of course. They all were more than ready, but I’m not–at least not with all together in a group.“You made a good decision. Don’t let anyone force you into something you don’t want to do. I’m hungry after that nap. Would you like to join me in lunch? I have plenty.” Taking a moist towlette from my basket, I wiped both.