.Story start……Mera unke ghar roz he ana jata tha kyu ki bhabhi ke bacho ko pdana hota tha or bhabhi shyam ko khali ho jati thi or bacho ke room me...ake baith jati …Ek din kya hua me ekela bacho ka wait kr rha tha room me or apna lund khuja rha tha tbhi achanak piche se bhabhi bacho ko leke aa gyi or mujhe dhek liya bt kuch kha ni or hasti hui hmesha ki tarah room me ake baith gyi…Mere phone me bht se gnde photos or blue films thi..Or bhabhi ki photos bhi thi ek din me bacho ko pda rha tha to. As usual, he opts to pay with a postal order and have the item delivered, adding a note asking to be informed of the delivery date.The delivery address he uses is only about ten minute walk through the woods, along a rambler's path, and out the other side. An abandoned house, although looking at it you wouldn't think so, is his choice of address. With curtains still hung in every window, most people would think it's occupied. It has served its purpose well over the past few months and this time. Derek's parents were pretty cool, so they would let him hold a blow-out once or twice during the vacation. They'd been taking Derek to swim meets since he was seven, so they knew everybody in the team. Hell, they knew most of the swimmers in the district by now. No-one went too crazy; Coach had made it clear that illicit drug use or getting arrested were a one-way ticket off the squad, but there was a certain amount of alcohol consumption that went on at Derek's parties.It was the final party. At that moment Dave wonders in the bedroom looking at us and goes to close the balcony door blinds but Mark says "Dont you dare close the blinds, in fact open the balcony doors wide please and don't cum yet gorgeous". Rather reluctantly Dave does as Mark says as we feel the cool air come in the bedroom, I continue to bounce, moaning and panting on Marks big fat cock, getting so close to cuming. Marks stop me, put his hands under my bum again and stands up holding onto each other tightly. Mark.