Or wo aaaahhhhhh ooooohhhhh ufffff ye kya kiya sonu me mr jaungi plssss. Or chatte2 uska pani nikal gya. Ab me utha or bola maza aya. To boli fuck me....Me jaldi se pura nanga hua to wo mera lund dekh k boli bap re itna bda. Me bola apko fit hoga. Or uske upr let k uske lips ko jor2 se chusne or boobs ko mslne lga. Me bola chusogi mera wo boli ha.Wo uth baith gyi or mera lund chusne lgi. Fir mene usse apne upr lita liya ab mera lund uske muh me or uski choot mere muh me thi hm dono ek dusre ki. She wasn't wet but not quite dry either. I worked my fingers gently in and out, taking time to tickle her clitty as I did so. Sandi stirred again, sighing deeply and rolling part way over. I quickly withdrew my hand and let her settle on her back. Now with her legs outstretched, I could reach her pussy from the front. Again, my hand was down the front of her panties fingering her now moistening slit. It was a deliciously tight cunt; it excited me that I was probably the only other person to. I can’t see why she would blame me for that. Mandy was the kind of cunt who would have done the same thing if the shoe was on the other foot.Jenny, Buddy, and Lewis were off on one of their twisted little adventures around the neighborhood. I knew they liked to play little tie-up games of Cowboy and Indians. Recently, when Jenny had told me she wanted to be a naked pony outside in front of her friends, I pretended to be excited for her. I supplied her with some old pom poms I had and told her. I’ve honestly never been that fussy about who fucked me, just as long as I had a cock in me. I guess I’ve always been a slut and a bit of an exhibitionist.For a couple of years I did fuck around a bit. But I got tired of the hassles with my husband and I know it made the boys very uncomfortable.So we came to an amicable agreement. The boys would live with me, I kept the house and he moved out.I’ve always had a really good relationship with my boys and it was a LOT more comfortable after my ex.