Mami boli aao raja yha baitho to mai bola ji mami kyu bulaya mami boli muje dar lag rha tha .To socha ki tum bhi yahi so jao to muje bhi dar kam lageg... aur tumhe bhi …………………………………………….!Tumhe bhi matlab mera matlab tumhe bhi achi neend aa jayegi. Thik h mai sofe pe so jata hu. Are nhi yahi bed pe so jao mere paas . Nhi ………Par kyu nhi. Mere paas nhi so sakte ji so sakta hu to socho mat aur so jao.Mai so gya tabhi mami boli so gye mai bola nhi mami . Boli kuch apne bare me btao na koi girlfriend h. That is the birthday gift for her. I went near to her. My wife has round big boobs. Nipples are puffy and baby pink in colour. She wore black bra and black underwear which is nicely visible through white transparant night dress. The night dress is tight T-shirt and loose petticoat. I touched her t-shirt without touching her skin. I dragged up her t-shirt by seeing her curve hip. Her abdomen is flat and smooth. I dragged up her t-shirt very carefully. But one of my finger unknowingly touched her. Relieved and excited, she nonetheless slid back under her covers and wrapped them snugly about her nude form. She still had a few hours of sleep to finish Master PC’s masterpiece.One thing she knew for certain – the dress that Missy had given her the night before would be the entirety of her wardrobe.The little white pills Alice Miller took before going to bed effectively prevented her from having similar dreams. So the piano playing elderly lady who went to sleep was a memory when she awoke. She started rising up and down on Steve’s cock and thrusting the dildo in unison. Both had their eyes closed in their own private world of passion.Jim glanced over at Carla. Her neck and breast were flushed a deep red. He glanced down and saw she had hoisted her skirt and slipped her middle finger under her gusset sliding up and down over her clit. Her looked again at the sight of her heaving cleavage and continued to stroke his erection.Over the squelching sounds their breathing was.