I was a typical studious Indian guy. Already crossed my twenties but was still virgin. I was totally behind completing my Masters degree back then. I ...sed to live with my parents in Mumbai city in a small one bedroom apartment. My father and mother both were working. A mature couple was our neighbor. Suresh uncle was head of the health department in state government; he was working with Government, whereas aunt Radha was a housewife. Uncle was in his fifties and Radha aunt was around forty. He had no desire to see that smug son of bitchs face again any time too soon, but he felt a pang of jealousy as he watched his beautiful wife leave the house in her tiny bathing suit without him. Mike wondered if Trish had deliberately arranged her boobs so that they seemed to be almost bursting out of her top, or if she was deliberately swinging her plump butt like that as she trotted off, so that it jiggled and bounced in her shorts. Late that afternoon, she returned to the house after a busy. Lilly's hips immediately responded by moving in rhythm with her father's light touch, and she reached over her head with both hands to grab the edge of the pool table and hang on. There was not a soft cock in the room as we watched our host's young daughter stretched out before us, her skin flushed and her breasts heaving as her father brought her closer and closer to her first orgasm.Ramer continued lecturing through the entire process-a tribute to the voluminous experience he'd had with the. He liked it too. She wallowed his cock around, her tongue curling and fucking and teasing him until she wondered how much longer he could take it."Why don't you let me fuck you?" "Oh," Terri said, pulling her mouth free, "we just couldn't, could we?" Inside, she was crazy to do it. Trembling, she stood up, Keith's spit-wet cocktip against her tummy. Keith bent close to whisper in her ear."Just a quickie. Right here in the kitchen." My sis... what if she came down?" It wouldn't take long," Keith.