Hum sab sadi ke 4 din phle wha pounche mamji hum sab ko dhek ker kafi kuhs the mai or mare pitaji bhi sadi ke kamo me hanht bathne me lag gye per mama...ji hume kam kerne se rok lete sadi me mare chachaji or unka beta amit bhi aye hoye the. PHIR 4 din bad sadi ho gayi or 2-3 dino me sab mheman chle gye hum bhi gher ane ki tyari ker rhe the per mare dadiji ne mujye nhi ane diya per pitaji ko jayda chuti na milne ke karen mare mataji or pitaji sher loet gye.or mai apne dada or chachaji ke shat apne. ”“Thanks… I hope you’re not trying to get me drunk early on.”“Ha… that is the last thing on my mind… Wow, just look at those legs of yours. You do have a model body, Jo.”“Oh, please.”“You do, those heels… you are well over six-feet in them… you’re taller than me in them.”Jo watched how Howard looked her up and down. She loved being the centre of attention.“Come on, let’s go through… we’ve got work to do before play, Jo.”Howard took her hand and walked into the conference hall, like a proud man. "What has gotten into you lately?" As she rode my thick cock I explained to her that I had come across a sexy movie on cable that had turned me on. She told me that I should see more of them as she loved it when my cock was this big and hard. We cried out together as I pumped a massive load of cum into her waiting body, my mind on the thoughts of my hot little daughter and her amazing body.***The next day was torture again for me, as every time that I would see Kristen would find me looking for. They were still kissing. Then he looked at Evelyn. The fat slob had her panties off and was holding up her skirt for the old man to see. She had a knockout of a cunt, too. The lips were long and fat and pouted for a prick. The hair was blond and curly and soft like spun silk.He delivered the drinks and then sat on the couch beside RJ. He was an old man, but his cock bulged hard against his pants."How are you making out with the Arab?" RJ said."Slow," Doc said. "He's definitely interested, but.