Or mai be kuch daar jhukee rahi jis sa aunty kee sansa fulna lagi or us ki dil dharkan bharna lagi, Mai upar uthee aunty ki taraf dekha fir aunty ka p...seena saaf kartee hue boli kaya huva aunty ap ki tabehat theak nahi lagtee, ghabra kar nahi kuch nahi asa he bus, mai halka sa muskarae. Sath main aunty ko glass pani ka deya, halkee see forehead par kiss kar ka wahan sa bhag kar bahir a gee Maree aunty be mara peecha a gee or mujha pakar leya, mai aunty sa churana lagi or boli aunty kaya kar. I didn’t know how to react so I just stood rooted to the spot.“What’s wrong? Are you nervous?”With a hoarse voice I answered no.“Then just play along with me.” “Okay”. Having hardly any experience with girls I started kissing her lightly and not knowing really where to put my hands. But then I let my instincts take over as I felt my cock jerk in my pants. I started kissing her neck and feeling her curvy body. I felt like never before I couldn’t believe my luck, i was finally going to fuck. I realized then that there was no stopping this, my own father was about to **** me, and I was going to let him. Perhaps then that wouldn't be ****, if I let him, would it? I admit, part of me wanted it, but in my mind I knew it was wrong and gross. Yet maybe it was the wrongness and grossness that helped bring me to such an abnormally high state of arousal. Up to this point I had fucked 7 different guys a total of a dozen times between all 7 and I had never been as sexually turned on as I was. ”The two women decided to sandwich the preacher-man between them. JoAnne started the conversation off by talking about her favorite fantasies. Which was the usual heterosexual things, adding something she always wanted to do was a FMF threesome. The preacher spoke next and stated that he always wanted to have sex with two women at the same time. However he had never had the opportunity to do a threesome until that evening. He hoped no one would back out of the plan now, but if they did he.