.."Donna!" I hissed, the blushing bride quickly shutting the door and gingerly lifting my damp underwear from her bridal cleavage. Strangely enough, s...e just nonchalantly placed them on a large stuffed chair before looking up at her husband's best friend standing half-naked in front of her. I waited for the scream, but it didn't come. Maybe she'd had too much wine to recognise me? I looked at her eyes - they were red and puffy, but not through tiredness or alcohol: she had been crying. I yanked. " She told me hinting towards her little hot vagina. She moved herself up closer towards my face 'til she had it an inch away from my mouth, her beautiful round bum pressing down on my chest, "Get that disgusting tongue out and lick me 'til I cum!" She ordered holding her sweet misty flaps open, pressing herself onto my awaiting tongue.I pleased her really well for a full half hour with my eager tongue before she finally couldn't hold back any longer and cummed all over my face, making me. .Mera lund salami dene laga..Ye dekh kar maa boli ye sab tu kab se kar raha ha..Me – kya..?Maa – jo tu aaj apne room me kar raha tha.. Ye sab kisi ladki k sath bhi kiya ha kya..Me – kuch month se.. Or kisi ladki ko touch tak nahi kya.. Mene to ye internet se sekha..KyMaa — par tujhe ye sab nahi karna chahiye .. Or tu galt kar raha tha..Me – kya.. Maa me galt kar raha tha.. Sahi kese hota ha..Maa – vo me nahi bata sakti tujhe ..Par tu jab bhi esa kare to kuch laga liya kar oil ya losion vagera …. I do the normal routine. I strip naked and put my clothes in the hamper. I heard some women talking. I didn't think anything of it. Since it was the afternoon. I just assumed my mistress was watching some talk show. As I walked into the living room. I got a big surprise.“He is here!” My mistress yelled out. I then noticed she had two other female friends with her. I didn't know what to do. I just stood there for a moment. Then my mistress waved for me to stand in front of them. All.