Sofe pe hame uncomfortable feel ho rha tha to maine unhe god me uthaya or unko ander bed pe leta diya or unki jaangho pe kiss karne lga kiss karte kar...e mai unki choot ko sehla rha tha or ungli se unka dana masal rha tha. Wo jor jor se aaaaah aaaahh aaaah aaah aaah aaah as karne lagi mai 5 minutes tak unka dana masalta rha or wo tadap rahi thi. Unhone mera underwear me hath daal ke lund pakad liya or boli mujhe aur mat tadapao.Lekin mujhe to abhi unki choot chatni thi maine apna muh unki tango. ”“Yes? ... Yes?... “Yesss! Ahhh!”“Karen! ... Fuck!”... “Mmm. You, Jeff.”“I love you, too. You’re going to miss this in a month.”“And you aren’t? Do you expect me to believe that a soapy hand in a shower will really feel as good?”“Never claimed that at all. As a matter of fact, you have the smoothest, warmest, snuggest cunt in all the world.”“And you’ve tried them all.”“Only a tiny fraction. You think that’s an inadequate fraction, and I should test a much greater number?”“No. Not now. Though. .I'll see if I can get some deals on an MP3 player for Manik," he said.Manik was his twenty-two-year-old cousin who chose to stay home with his friends rather than give his mom company. Sonia stood by the table, sipping coffee. Raju stared at her exposed tummy and wondered how many inches she wore her saree below navel...5 inches, he guessed. She didn't have washboard abs but certainly had some fat in her underbelly that jiggled a lot when she moved. The weight seemed to distribute itself over. "Yes please," I replied and noticed her trying to peer up my towel.Sighing I went into the bedroom to pull on my clothing whilst wondering if, like Patty, the daughter of a lover was a wise move to seduce ... assuming I got the opportunity, especially as it was my niece too.Downstairs I found Bonnie sitting in the lounge with a glass of coke and on the coffee table stood a mug of coffee."How's the job then?" I asked."It's OK, though I've been offered a promotion," Bonnie replied with a.