We need to check the lighting in your room and go to your Dad’s office.”“Yes sir!” was the reply while she gave me a mock salute.When Ellie le...d me to his office, there was stuff everywhere. Turned out in addition to liking 60’s muscle cars, Mr. Holt was also a tech junkie. The professional camera he used to take pictures before the Military Ball was the tip of the iceberg. Half a dozen cameras were strewn across a credenza.It was inside the credenza that we found what we were looking for.. We were both a bit worse for wear I believe, due to too much alcohol, but nothing new there then! We started to walk home, arm in arm, talking dirty to each other, again, as normal, which led to me squeezing my wife's backside, and touching her breast with the other hand as we went. This was normally how the journey of about one mile to our home went after a visit to the pub; us talking dirty to each other, feeling each other up, and more often than not, removing items of my wife's clothing to. Mujhe kisi ne uss raat ke baare mein likhne ke liye nhi kaha jb mummy raju aur aunty ke ghar ruki thi, so uss part ko mein skip kar raha hu. Agar aage mujhe vo part likhne ke liye aap log kahenge, toh mein usse “Side story-1” ke naam se add kar dunga. Filhaal mein aage badh raha hu..Toh abhi tak aapne dekha ki subah raju ke ghar jaakar meine dekha ki bohot hi ghamasaan chudayi chal rahi thi, mummy strapon pehen kar aunty ko chod rahi thi aur raju piche se mummy ki gaand baja raha tha. Scene ko. She pulled my cock out and engulfed it. Her tounge expertly worked my cock over but I still felt a little unsure of what was happening. I was afraid her husband might walk in and I would get in big trouble. I did like what she was doing to my cock, I had never had a blow job before nor had I ever had sex. She then removed her mouth and asked me to fuck her. I told her I had to go. Then she moved to the bed pulling me over. She spread her legs wide and asked me to just stick it in her for a.