Ab maa sirf blouse aur petikot mai thi. Phir uncle maa ke boobs blouse ke uper se hi sehlane lahe.Phir maa siskariyann bharne lagi ahhhhh ssssss. Phir...aunty ne bhi apne sare kapde nikal diye kyoki aunty maa ko chodne mai uncle ki madat karne wali thi. Phir uncle ne maa ka blouse aur petikot nikal diye. Ab maa sirf bra aur panty mai thi. To aunty ne maa ke photos nikale. Ab maa ke nipples bra ke uper se dikh rahe the. Uncle ne use kata to maa jor se chillayi. Phir uncle ne apni underwear nikali.. Knowing how badly she secretly wanted him certainly added to my fantasy. A few days later we had just made love and I brought Mike up again, asking if she knew where he was now. “He was from Seattle and was going back there after college. He majored in architecture, planning to be an architect, so I assume he’s practicing somewhere in Seattle. I don’t know if he works for someone or has his own company.” “Do you know if he’s single or married now?” “No, I don’t know. I haven’t had any contact. I started feeling her trimmed hair on her pussy mound. It was a bit hot and her trimmed hair felt so kinky to feel. It was my first experience of feeling women’s pussy. I played with her mound for a while and was about to slide my fingers into her pussy. But she held my hand and stopped me from entering her pussy.I was shocked that she was awake and caught me red-handed. I tried to take my hands off. But something unexpected happened. She held my hand and guided it to her boobs on top of her. "Cumming. Oh, oh, cumming!" She quickly pulled us both upright. She was sitting on her heels. I was sitting on her lap. My ass was deeply impaled on her cock. She pulled me down onto her and held on. My ass was stretched impossibly wide. I was loving it. It was making my orgasm intense.She leaned me backwards slightly and my cum flew up, hitting my chest and face. I parted my lips, catching some in my mouth. She told me I was a dirty boy.I was. I was her cock-slut cum-eating dirty boy.That was.