0 inches, soft. I heard the sounds of a video playing, and he began to stroke his cock. He got hard surprisingly quickly, and the small head of his co...ck began to become engorged. I slipped my fingers into the GH, a sign for him to come over. He slid his cock into the hole. As it appeared on my side, I was able to size up how I'd approach it. I gently reached out and touched it. I heard him shudder. It was the first time another person had touched his cock (other than mom and his doctor). I. Aur apne hatho ko upar kar liya dadaji ne meri mummy se kaha, “Kanchan tohri gaand bohut garam hai. Rani hum apne hath mein garmi mahsus kar rahe hai.”Mummy ne dadaji ke hoth ko chumte hue kaha, “Aapko jo chhed chahiye tha usko aapne apna bana liye hai. Piche hum kabhi nahi kiye hai. Dadaji ne kaha tohri matakti gaand pe hum fida hue the. Rani humpe yakin rakho tumka dard nahi denge.”Dadaji ne dhire se meri mummy ko bed pe ulta leta diya aur kaha, “Bistar pakad lo, Rani.” Dadaji ne meri mummy. Ted and Carol Hartly were great people and good friends but we did disagree on at least this point. They loved a good party, good equal big to them, the more the merrier.So here I was, at their large home now crawling with people, a lot I knew, some well, but most not at all. Mostly couples, after all that's what couples invite, other couples. I had showed up because they were good friends. Ted and I worked together, played together and knew too much about each other not to be good friends.. .. Hurt me son... Hurt mommy's asshole... Hurt mommy's asshole... Oh God yessss... Slam your cock in my pussy too... Fuck it... Fuck it good... Fuck me boys... Fuck me... Fuck your bitch... Fuck your dirty whore... Use me... Use your whore... Use your dirty whore... Use and abuse your dirty no good whore!!!"She continued spewing her verbal filth as we both fucked her furiously."Come on you little shits... Give it to your i****tuous slut... Give it to me... Fuck my tight ass... Fuck my wet.