I parked my car and switched on the light inside and turn back to see her properly. She is old and looks homely. She is dark but not fat. Wearing yell...w Saree and matching blouse. He told go to backseat and enjoy. I switched off the light and got into back seat.She looks nervous and I started kissing her on cheak and chin. Initially she didn’t respond but after some time she started kissing me back. I put a hand inside her saree and started pressing the boobs above the blouse. She started. I loved how it felt as the rim of his thick hot cockhead stretched and entered me and as he thrust his ever-widening shaft into my most intimate core. He was made for me and I for him. He fit me so perfectly so tight and so full. I was glad that he wasn’t any bigger or smaller. My pelvis reached to greet his powerful thrusts mixing our creamy juices and we were one. Shortly his breathing quickened and I made him cum so forcefully that I could feel him spraying thick torrents of his love into my. I felt grumpy about it but that would be gone a few moments later. With my eyes barely open I walked down the stairs to the second floor, where the bathroom was. I heard water running and noticed the door was till a bit open. I wanted to walk in but then saw her naked in the bath. I could see her washing her breasts. The next moment she looked straight in to my eyes and covered her breasts. We both laughed and I said sorry. She said it was ok; she should have kept the door closed. Next moment. She wanted to fuck him before they went to sleep. Pamela seemed to be especially horny tonight. She seemed fixated on George. Since George was a teenager, his cock sprang to action rather quickly. At times, it even sprang to attention watching seaweed float. This delighted Pamela, but most cocky-cock do. She had a thing about foreskin, shoes, and purses. Pamela straddled George on her bed and eased down on the G's cock. She moved her cunt up and down over him. She thought she was Annie Oakley,.