“Oh, fuck. That feels amazing.” Carla groaned, “More.” I looked down to see Jane staring at my cock in this girl’s ass, while her tongue pro...ed her pussy. She caught my gaze and looked at me dreamily. “That looks so fucking hot.” she said. “You’re sure you’re cool with this?” I asked. “I’m fucking loving it,” she grinned, her face wet with Carla’s pussy juice. “Bet you can’t believe it. I can’t. Go on, fuck her ass.” “Oh God, yes, fuck my ass.” Carla called out from Jane’s pussy. I didn’t need. The day finally arrived for her date. Our daughters knew she had plans to go out with some friends and they had plans themselves. They were not home as my wife was getting ready. I let her have her space as she prepared herself while I was doing stuff around the house. It was getting close to the time to leave so I went back to the bedroom as she was putting the final touches on. She looked so hot! Her dress was short but not to short that you could tell she had thigh highs on, unless she bent. As he entered the doorway, she was already hurriedly packing what little she had gotten out earlier that day. She came out of the bathroom, surveying the area to see if she had forgotten anything. Then, an idea popped into her head. Heading straight for the side table next to the couch, she opened the drawer reveling a large baggie full of weed, at least 8 ounces. Johns main stash. I doubt hell report it stolen… she grinned, more to herself than to Justin, who admired her devilishness. Then. Maine apnaa lund uski choot par rakha aur woh bolee waaah chod mujhe maake lode renddeee ikiii aulaad maaar merii choot ek jhatke mein mera lund uskii choot mein ghus gaya maine uske boobs nochnaa chaalu kiya aur woh dard ke maare chilla padeee aahhhmmaarrrrrrr gayeeee chod diya mujheema dar chod main dhakke lagay jaaraha thaa woh chillaye jaaa rahee theeeee aaahhhhummaaadar chodd bhadwe chod apnee kutiya kooo maaar le meriii fir maine uski gaand mein suce lagaya aur uski gaand mein lund.