Main bola yar es baba ji ko uthao or ghar jayan ya . To didi boli nahi nahi bilkul nahi bolna or main bola kiya abba ko pata hai to sir hila ker boli ...aan abba ko sab pata hai . Or hum maa behanay ab hum kese or marad kay liya nahi rahi .Main bola to kiya mom be layti hai ya lund ? Yar tum kasay lay gaye thi itna horse jasa lund or uskay lund per to itnay mottay danay banay huay or ya aik janwar hai aysa lund hota hai ? Bhaiya aap theek bol rahay ho . Asal main hum 2 behany ese ki batiyan hain. "No touching, just watch" she said. Becky looked up at my bulging crotch. "Until we say otherwise, anyway" she added, then closed her mouth over my wife's as her hands roamed over her tits, teasing Tinks' nipples. Tinks suddenly moaned into Becky's mouth, her own hands fumbling at Becky's belt. In a flash, they had stripped each other naked, and were laid out beneath me, kissing and stroking each other's bodies. Becky slowly started working her mouth down my wife's body, with Tinks moaning. Even though there was no dojo for him to train at, he had created his own style, mainly based off the large amount of anime he watched. Despite this, he had actually gotten quite good, and maintained his blade so that it always remained in good condition, and always had a sharp blade. Rising early, he ate a quick breakfast; as he and his friends were not required to eat with the group. Stepping out into the woods, he found a small clearing down near the lake to practice. Not wanting to worry. At first she doesnt recognize me but when I tell her I walked her to the room her eyes popped open and she turned very red in the face. She tried to apologize for drinking so much and being a pain but I assured her it was ok and I enjoyed the walk to her room. She did not remember us kissing and touching each other and she got all the more red faced.I chatted a bit with her and she said she had to get home to take her kids shopping, that was the first time I heard she had kids, 2 a boy 12 and a.