.Uske bad hamare bich me bhi kafi gandi baate hone lagi wo bhi meri hi tarah married thi to hum kayi bar sex related bate bhi karte the …Suddenly ek... din mene usko bola k I like u wo hasne lagi mene bola sach bol raha hu I like u wo boli thik hai me bola kuch answer to de usne bola I also like u as a frnd fir hum dono hasne lage aur fir me kuch kam se office se nikal gaya aur kaam khatam karke wapis office ki aur ja raha tha tabhi yad aya k uska office bhi raste me padta hai fir mene usko call. . um..." He looked down at his splayed hand with a sort of bizarre consternation, as though he'd never seen his palm before. "um ... lets me see ... fourteens ... fifteens ... sixteens with Jongo, he change mind last minutes when other fellows be joshing at him." Sixteen porters, you say. Hmmm." I did the quick math. We'd save about 350 Congolese dollars, or very nearly six pounds sterling.I strode off in search of Tess. I found her unpacking some of our trunks in the hut that we'd been. He was so handsome. He had matured into a hunk, his body muscular and strong, grown to his full strength. He grinned as his eyes flicked from me to our mom devouring Natti. “They are both beautiful.”“You hear that, cutie,” I moaned, staring down at my daughter. Her tongue flicked up to my clit. “Your daddy is getting hard watching you.”“He is!” Natti whimpered. “Oh, Daddy, Daddy! Watch us. It’s great. She’s licking me. Oh, Daddy, this is incredible! Mommy’s going to make me cum.”“Am I going to. I raised my hips up off the floor of the SUV and pulled my tiny shorts and damp panties down over my ass and pulled them down my legs. As I lay in the back of the SUV naked, except for my soft, white, slouchy cheer socks, I spread my knees apart and could feel the cool air tickle my wet pussy as I felt my swollen lips pull apart. I stretched my legs out and dug my sock covered heels into the back of Dusty’s ass. I slid myself toward him until my ass was almost hanging out the back of his.