Ghar me sirf wo 3 hi the or mere pdosi bi the me abi akela rhta hu or family other city me to hua yu ki ek din rat se light ni aa rhi thi or lag rha t...a ki rat tak ni ayegi to mere ghar me moter ke sath pump bi lga he to use pani lena tha mene use aaane diya jab wo pump chla rhi thi to uske boobs badi uchal mal rhe the us din mere mann me ussnke liye feeling jagi.Are me apko unka figure btana to bhool hi gya. Bade boobs 36 , kamar 34 or gand bi 36 ke hi hogi bus us din se unhe dek kar hi mera. She was then walked out to the kitchen area and made to wear a french maids outfit with no bra and knickers allowed, but stockings and suspenders and a silly frilly hat, her face and cleavage were on display and still covered with cum, she was then made to carry the drinks tray into the lounge area and delivered the drinks to everyone. She asked me if I remembered seeing and groping the sexy maid. I did feel a little guilty as I remembered slipping a finger into her pussy as I groped her ass. The club was situated on the second floorover a dodgy souvlaki restaurant serviced by a rickety staircase. Shagcarpet stained an indiscriminate colour after years of spilled beer,ground in cigarette ash, and god knows what else. It never really driedand sucked at the patrons shoes like quicksand. The yellow nicotinestained walls were lit by sconces, every second bulb blown, the ceilingwas supposed to be white but it had long ago turned yellow, the plasticchandeliers were cobweb riddled. Mirror. As I closed in closer to him I could feel my cock getting harder. Rusty wasn’t wearing anything and I seductively walked up and pressed myself to his back and pushed my cock up against his ass. I reached around and grabbed his cock, and licked his neck and nibbled his ear. “What’s this?!?” he said with a grin and pushed back to me. I started to grind my cock into him and felt his cock rapidly growing as I jerked it off. He turned toward me and pulled me in. We started to grind our cocks.