Goli gogi pinku daalne ki zid karte rehte hai.Phir tappu cum sonu ke muh par udaata hai. Phir bhide club house jaake chillata hai tappu par “a bhadv...a” aur vo tappu ko chamtane lagta hai. Aur vo tappu ko nanga jetha ke ghar lekar jata hain usse yaad ata hain ki mahila mandal ki kitty party hai aur vo babita ke ghar gaye hai.Door phirse khula hota hain aur bhide tappu ko lekar acanak hi andar ghus jata hai aur chauk jata hai aur madavi kehti haiMadavi- aaho bagtae kay tumhe pan suru karaPhir. I was reliving my sneaky voyourism when my bus arrived and as I took my seat I suddenly realised my seat, where I sat watching, had been in illumination from his light, he could see me watching him, even though he was in the dark to me.If what I was thinking was true, he was a dirty old bastard who wanked off to young girls, just what I wanted, and I knew more about him than he me.So you the reader will not be surprised when I say I popped a letter through his door on Saturday Afternoon,. ..“ mom moaned.My slit was now not only dripping wet but like a waterfall.I started to suck moms nipple harder while one hand pinched her other nipple. With my free hand I made my way down to her shorts and unbuttoned it as well. Then I pushed my hand right onto her slit only to notice that she was wearing no panties as well.„Mom, I got that naughtiness definitively from you... and the preferences for hot girls...“Mom smiled and entered my fuck hole with two fingers.„Ohhhhhh...“ was all I could. I could clearly see white cum on the black ultra sheer nylon and the feet of the pantyhose were soaked from toes to mid arch.I climbed into the bathtub and lay on my back as I began slowly stroking my cock. I was reliving today’s events in my mind and looking at my hose. I did not want to cum too soon as I wanted to hold off for a long as possible and relive the scene in the restroom for as long as possible. After 10 minutes or so I could no longer hold off and let loose with a thick and creamy.