Maine Rajhsree ke peeche khare khare hi unko uske mamme chhoone ka ishara kiya. Unhone hath barha kar mamme chhoone shuroo kar diye, bra ke upar mamme... ke nange bhag ko we sahla rahe the.Phir unhone bra ke strap ke under ungli ghusa di, aur dheer se neeche ko barhne lage. Jaldi hi unki ungli uske nipple tak pahunch gayi. Mera lund khada ho gaya tha. Mujhe bahut hi maja aa raha tha. Mauka dekh kar maine bra ka hook khol diya. Bra ke dhheela hote hi unhone pure mamme ko poori hatheli me jakad. "I moved my fingers up and down, all four of them pressed together, and her pussy lips were dry and sort of rubbery. I could feel Stacy's heat, like a fire radiating outward, and as I started to move my fingers in a circular motion, she started moving her hips. She told me to do it a little harder, a little faster, to rub her pussy nicely. My own sex felt hot as well, moist too, and I could actually feel some wetness between my thighs as I rubbed them together. My boobs ached the way they do. The kissing made both of them incredibly turned on as their hands once again explored each other’s body. Her hands were firm on his shoulders while his had fallen to her inviting bum. He gave her ass gentle squeezes while pulling her even closer. His hands reached up her back, slowly and seductively, sending shivers through her body as he reached to undo her bra strap. As it was unclipped he slipper her arms out of the straps and the bra fell to the floor. Her gorgeous breasts were released. . I also told him about my job. We were chatting all the while and Rizwana was busy preparing dinner I think. It was almost 9 pm when Salman told, “Let’s sit for dinner.”I nodded and Rizwana began arranging food at the table. That’s when I had a closer look at her. She had worn a cream color Anarkali suit and a dupatta applied light makeup and had her head covered with the shawl. She was slim in stature. A bit shorter than average girls and wore anklets making a sound while she moved around.We.