Vudaayi ki baate ho jaaye aur kahaani wahin se suru karti hoon jahaan se khatam hui thi jin randiyon aur chodu logon ne moongfali wala part 1 aur 2 na...i pada to plz yahaan gaand na maraaye pahle iska pahla aur 2sra part pade tab hi maza aayega haan to us din mummy aur meri choot me lund khaane ki khujli machi hui thi aur jamaane ki parwaah na karte hue ammi == kyon re haraami tu hum dono ko 1 saath chod paayega..?Hari(monngfali wala) == ari kutiya raand abhi tune hamaari lund ki takat dekhi hi. Jyoti to her boy friend and we fell for arranged marriages. So we all are very good and close friends. We meet regularly and have fun…. (now to describe that is a different story altogether). Anyway once we three were having an afternoon party (it’s usually hosted by one of us and we end up on the same bed for intimate talk). We discuss everything like how our husband sare fucking us, how many times, in what way and all that. We really enjoy sharing.Eventually the inevitable happened and we all. Our shower was another erotic experience soaping each other with special attention where we needed it. I brought her to a nice orgasm but having so recently had one myself I just concentrated on her. After the shower we got dressed and went down to check out and hit the breakfast buffet for the food we needed so badly. After that we headed back home to resume our normal? Life.Later that morning Kim asked if she could have a friend over. I asked who she wanted, to which she answered "You know. " No, lad, they'll not last the winter and there's no but a dozen six incher's in there. I'll need to break open the piggy bank and buy some."Jimmy grinned at his grandpa's dry wit. His grandparents were comfortably off in retirement and managed to go away two or three times a year on SAGA cruises. He sat down on an old box and sipped his tea, breathing reminiscently on a plume of aromatic smoke as his grandpa sat opposite in his old chair, puffing his pipe alight. He could hear his gran.