I could feeln all her juices run down my fingers and drip on to her hot ass hole. She was close now, i could feel all her body urging me to finnish he... off there and then. But i was in a cruel mood. When know one was watching i pulled my fingers out of her skirt and slowly ran them accross her mouth, over her massive juicy lips and then into her mouth so she could taste her sex. she was begging me in my ear "Fuck my wet pussy!!I want your fingers in me please!!!"As i went down for seconds i. Mian hu aunty wo boli darwaje k pass kya kar rahe ho. Aunty main diwar pe keel dekh raha tha to yaha farsh pe pani gira hain to fisal gaya our darwaje ko haat lag gaya our sorry bol ke dur hogaya aunty ko shak hogaya ke main unhe dekh raha tha waise b gadi me unhe meri Feelings ke bare me pata chal gaya tha lekin pata nahi shayad aunty b wahi chahti thi jo main chahta tha nahane k baad aunty ne pucha koi hain kya room me maine jawab diya haa aunty main huu unhone muzse badan pochne ke liye. Another of Sarah’s quirks was that she detested pantyhose. It made her feel so constricted not to mention they were usually very hot when the temperature was high. She so loved colored stockings so this was her one non-conservative clothing choice that would ever be visible to anyone. She selected a pair of black stockings.Sarah dressed quickly and loosened the towel around her hair. It was not completely dry but dry enough to not wet her clothes so she fluffed it a little and she was ready. I felt the pressure increase against her clit and it brought out soft moans from Heather. As the two hands were working their magic, I suddenly felt a third hand on top of mine. This was too much! All three of us were rubbing Heather's dripping pussy. We slid her hands from her clit down to her waiting hole. Without hesitation a finger from each hand slipped in simultaneously. Heather couldn't control her voice and let out a deep moan that only a feeling of bliss could produce. The three.