Wo bahut khush the or unke chahre pe azib se darindge thi , fir me ja ke pc me bath gayi papa na mummy se pucha baby kya prob he kyo ro rahi ho to bol... I like u but ase , meri zindagi barbad ho jayegi papa na bola nahi me tumhara husband hu or koi ye bat kisi ko nahi batayega fir paoa dhire dhire karib aye unhe jor se pakad ke lips kiss dene lage pehle wo resist kar rahe thi fir wo bhi sat dene lagi papa ek hat se unke bal sehla rahe the or dusre hat se unke boobs fir 2 min bad papa ne unke. He told me to lay still while he went into the kitchen. He came back with a soup spoon in his hand and told me to spread my legs and squeeze my cunt muscles. I did what he said and I felt the warm cum inside me ooze out of my wet pussy. When it did he scooped up the white cream in the spoon and brought it up to my mouth. It was kind of thin and watery but it smelled like cum. I opened my mouth and poured it in. It tasted like cum too but it had another taste mixed in as well. I guess it. She paused long enough to pull her top over her head. There I stood, facing two of the most lucious breasts I’ve ever seen! Young, perky, nice dark nipples. She then slid off her skirt and panties. The only thing between our two naked bodies was my t- shirt. She soon took care of that by lifting it over my head. She was so hot! I leaned over to take one of those hot nipples into my mouth. I sucked gently while teasing the other with my fingertips. She gently pushed me away and knelt in front. I looked at Sara and asked, “Have you ever been with a woman before, Little Slut?”Sara looked away, blushing an even deeper shade of red.“Answer me,” I said mildly but with a tone of command.She nodded, but would not meet my eyes. “In college, with my roommate. When the boys weren’t biting, just to, you know, help each other out.” Her accent was deeper than usual, so she pronounced it “hep” instead of “help.”“Okay, Sara, stand there, just as you are.”I nodded to Tammi. “You are free to play.