I started fucking her faster. Suddenly she shivered n orgasm first time. I didn’t leave her. N kept fucking her. Then I took her over me. Her boobs ...ere hanging over me. She was moaning babby piyo ise main tumhari hoon. N I was saying babby main tumhe hameaha chodunga tumhara badan mere liye hai tumhari bur mere liye hai. She was getting hornier n hornier. I held her n crushed her boobs on my shoulder while fucking her pussy like mad.I rubbed my chest on her boobs while I smooch her. She. The back of his head did look like your dad and when my mother said, “Nancy” well it just had to be him. Besides we do look a lot like each other.”“This is a lot to digest Lilian. You have always felt like a sister to me. I guess this kind of confirms it. I never guessed my dad would be an adulterer or your mom would be an adulteress.”“I’m not too sure about this but since my dad was right there with them, maybe they are called something else. And it sounds like they have been doing it for. I live with my husband in Delhi. My stats are 32-37-32. For those who don’t know me please read my earlier stories on Indian sex stories. For the past 3 weak I have been having rigorous sex with my watchman, driver and gardener.Since my husband was out of the city for 1 month the driver and others used to the stay the night in my bedroom itself. We drank , partied, danced, even called hookers and had sex with them.It was turning out to be the best month of my life. We did sex in public and even. Sue started to unzip her dress showing her massive tits, picked up the baby and come back to the hotel, she told Sara (her personal fat black waitress) to substitute her as a receptionist and went to the bedroom with her husband.Thomas, the lodge owner, put a chain at the girl’s neck and gave his wife a big knife: “Let’s do her quickly, I want to see the dismembering of the other girls by the Chef”. His cock was huge and hard, he started to fuck the girl’s asshole so she screamed and cried..