I looked over to see what she meant she had been stroking his monster and his big balls were full, she said he has no money to pay me so I told him yo... could help him with his problem. I opened the door turned off the alarm and turned to see that she had stripped him down right there shaking his monster asking if I liked? What was there not to like about her standing there cream running down her thighs from a long night's work shaking the biggest black cock I'd ever seen with precum dripping. Suresh“Didi tujhme to koyi kami nahi hai…mast hai tu….mujhe apne bable choosne de na…”Mala“Ha beta , tujhe jo chahiye kar le, mujhe bhi chahiye yeh aaj , par tujhe yakeen hai na koyi aayega nahi”Suresh“dar mat didi koyi nahi aata is kone mai”Saying this he started to pull away his sister’s saaari and put his hand inside her blouse and started squeezing her breasts and pinchingher nipples.Mala“Mere chote se bhaiyya kitna mazaa aaa raha hai aur karo na , mere bablo ko dabao, mujhe choomo na ”Her. The daughter, barely conscious and lying on the floor, looked up to a familiar sound. The front door had opened, yet that simple occurrence, for some reason, seemed louder than her possessed father’s screams. In the doorway stood a man with a long black overcoat and matching hair, and an insidious grin on his face. Once again, her father fell silent, but this time was different. Normally, when he stopped screaming, he’d go limp, like a puppet with its strings cut. Now, he was staring wide-eyed. I don’t know about Greg but I had butterflies in my stomach. This would be the wildest and kinkiest thing I had ever done. Donna led them into room. I thought it was interesting of her to wear this baby blue nightie that she knew I loved seeing her in. Marge was taller than Donna, short brown hair, nice tits and was wearing a black see-through nightgown with belt and stockings. Dan was between them with nothing on and his huge cock reaching out ahead of him as it seemed to get harder the closer.