Daisy’s house. Her doors her open with just the curtains covering it. I was working on the fan and in the meantime, she closed one door and let the ...urtains rest on it. So basically, the visible area was through the left side of the door.She was apparently ironing her clothes. She didn’t have an ironing board I suppose. She had laid down, two layers of bed sheets and was ironing on top of that. She was wearing a Maxi/gown while doing that. Guys like the many people who used this exact line up. Marge's family was her father and mother, and two sisters, younger than she. Both were in their late thirties. Jennifer, or Jen as we all called her, had been married and divorced twice. She had a daughter eighteen years old. Marge's other sister was Pauline, or Polly, and she had never been married. Some in town talked about her behind her back, contemplating how she had lived on and off with many women in her life. I could not have cared less. I thought it cool having a lesbian that I knew. I. Mene kaha aap ke devar ko railway statin chod ne gaya tha, to us ne kaha ki chabi aap ko de du, wahi lota ne aaya hu,Anjali boli betho me aap ke liye juicy lati hu, me turant hi sofe per beth gaya, wo un ho ne kafi short kapde pehne hue the, wo juicy lekar muje diya aur mere sam ne beth gayi, aur meri aur dekhar muskurane lagi, mene kaha kya hua bhabhi aap muje dekh kar it na hash kyo rahi ho,Anjali boli tumhari bhabhi bata rahi thi ki tum meri kuch jyada tarif kar rahe the, muje samaj me aa. She had a wonderful trimmed pussy and her clitoris was rock hard.(I have to say at the time I didn't know what a clitoris was but I do now thanks to Hazel also terms like the G spot and lots of others I'd never heard of back then)."On the floor Steve" She ordered " And get your head between my legs and lick my pussy please Steve". I knelt on the floor and gazed nervously at the sight in front of me. "Now lick it !!".I started licking and she went taut. Her legs suddenly wrapped around my back.