One day my mom was in her bedroom folding clothes. I was thirsty and went towards the kitchen to get some water. Weirdly, on that day the kitchen door...was closed for the first time. I didn’t think much about it. I just opened it and entered. Shalini was changing her clothes in the kitchen. She was wearing her blouse. She covered her blouse with both her hands. I could see her bra through the gap since her blouse was unhooked. She wore a petticoat down.I turned around immediately but in that. Dinner by candlelight in the village followed by a campfire and good wine had done even more to nurture the tenderness of spirit we felt for each other. Our original plan had been for two complete strangers to catch up on old stories of the neighbourhood, spend a night camping, and return to our lives perhaps only to meet in the supermarket over a melon. Our original plan now felt wholly inadequate. Times do indeed change – but rarely with such unanticipated alacrity. I could hear her breath. This deep throating finally brought Will over the edge as he unloaded man size gobs of cum from his teen size cock straight down her throat. She took it like a pro. I got up from the chair and joined them on the bed. I began stroking Jen's hair, back, and shoulders. She tensed up becoming scared again. Me: "Relax, I'm going to do the same thing and make you cum again.Jen: "No, please don't, I know Will, I don't know you." Me: "Honey, in a little while you will know me intimately."Jen. He thrusts it further befre grabbing my hair and pulling my head back to stick his tongue down the back of my throat. Fuck i didn't realise i was getting so excited and started stroking my nipples..................Hang on a minute..........I'm not. I open my eyes and here he is as bold as brass, cock in one hand and my breast in the other. The bastard had been stood there for god knows how long watching me get myself off. How the fuck did he get in here? As if reading my mind he say's "It's a.