”“Wow,” I thought, this is getting even better.I offered them drinks, beers all around, and said “You know, I never even got your names last w...ek. But don’t tell me.” I asked the new guys, “Did your friends tell you my name?”“Yeah, they said just to call you CUNT”We all laughed and I said “That’s right, I love being called CUNT. You guys fucked me good and proper last week. I hope you saved yourself for me this week. By the way, my husband will be gone all weekend so we got plenty of time.” I. Mai ek joint family mai rahati hun. Mere pati, bachhe, sas aur sasur sath hi rahate hai. Ye kahani aaj se kariban 6 saal paheleki baat hai. Mere sas aur sasur america chale gaye the, mere pati training ke silsile me desh se bahar the, kariban ek mahine huye the maine apne pati ke sath nasoye huye, nayi nayi saadi huyi thi aur mai jawan thi, mere ander gud gudi hone lagi thi. Mujhe kya pata thaki mere ghar ke pas wali ghar me jo naukar tha lekin wo naukar ho ke bhi us makan malkin ka bete jaisa. As he stared at those full curves, Jon's shaft throbbed painfully in his pants and he softly rubbed against her thigh. Then, his hands flew to her tits and began to knead them gently.Kyra moaned instantly. His warm hands made her feel wonderful things, and once his lips went back to her neck, it got even better. Closing her eyes, Kyra threw her head back and let him work on her.Jon moved his lips downward from her neck to her chest as his fingers delicately pulled at her nipples for a while. He. “Feeling better, mom?” “Hmmm…a bit”.Then I took oil in both hands, took off the quilt and started massaging her both breasts.“I feel shame.”I said: “You are beautiful.”She let go a deep sigh and closed her eyes. Her face became somewhat reddish. Now my hands were working automatically. Before me I saw two full breasts, just like bowls of gold. Or you may say golden big mangoes with cherries in the form of nipples. Her areolas were like kolams. I saw her heaving high and low and her coughing was.