Abhi to topa hi andar gyatha baki lund to bahar hi tha ab mene dhire dhire lund ko hilana suru kr diya. Bhabhi ki chut bhi kafi tait thi ki mera lund ...ndar hinahi jaraha tha. Bhabhi boli ki bhaiyaji ye ese andar nahi jaye ga jara jor se Dhaka maro na mene bhi fir jorse Dhaka mar diya phir kyatha mere lund bhabhi ki chut ko pharta hua andar chala gaya, aur bhabhi ki chikh nikal gayi. Chut se thora sa khun bhi agaya ijs bhabhi boli ki ese hi lund ko andar rhane do abhi mat hilana , mene bhi lund. I didn't know what it would look like when I was wearing it, but the fabric and colour was just amazing. Soft silky thin jersey-like fabric in the most incredible turquoise. It wasn't one colour, it's sort of moved and changed shades of turquoise as the dress moved.“Ok sexy, time to slip of your gown and let us get the dress on you”, Michelle instructed. With the gown off I stood there in my tint turquoise lacy panties and high heels, and nothing else. They giggled at my modesty as I tried to. She was a mover and shaker, or so mom would say about her. She hurt her back and came to stay with us until she got better. Once she got hurt she slowed down a bit though. It was my job to take up her supper at night. We became close friends as she was bed ridden with her back injury. Mom sometimes went over to a girl friends house to play cards. On one such occasion I was upstairs in my aunts room watching TV with her. She was only covered with a sheet and her ankles were sticking out. I sat. Meanwhile I was fisting mom’s and raju’s asshole. This made vani hornier and she tried to get up. I shouted ‘ stay where you are bitch ‘. She didn’t take it serious. While she was getting up, I pulled out my both hands from mom’s and raju’s asshole and pierced both hands in her asshole. She cried heavily. I inserted my dick in her pussyhole and started to thrust it. I got vigorous action in her pussy and asshole. I called chaya and gave a deep liplock kiss to her and I called raju and said him.