The dark haired woman's nakedness was partially covered by the satin sheets, and only her torso and breasts were exposed to the trio's eyes. Her volup...tuously white body gleamed in the soft light of the night lamp... beads of nervous perspiration glistened all over her skin. Ron reached out and pulled away the rest of the sheet. Her figure was perfect. The rib lines above the sharply indented waist, the navel with a thin line of down that ran like a pointer to the sleek curls of dark pussy hair. ”Dad understood and kept his cock in that position for 5-7 seconds, allowing her to accommodate his size. “Why is that during the end, you get loose, but by the next time you are as tight as a virgin?”, dad asking meanwhile. “Some people are created for a higher purpose”, she managed to speak out and laugh, while still in pain. Dad pulled back, and pushed again slowly and gently. Mom was moaning like sex-goddess. “That’s better! That’s nice honey”, she told him, while face contorted, showing. As it was, he was satisfied. No matter how it had happened. The young blonde girl was now groveling at his feet and tugging at his arm as though he were her absolute last hope in life-- trembling like a frightened little wild animal in sheer terror of what could and would happen to her if the humiliated Sylvia ever got her hands on her. And she was correct in her fear! He knew what Sylvia was capable of doing to another female if she ever got the opportunity; it had taken 197 stitches to close. I moved my hand inside her dress and squeezed her belly which was smooth like butter. Suddenly she said wanna see my boobs, how can I deny. She removed one breast and covered with dupatta and sucked and squeezed it. My other hand was pressing her wet pussy inside salwar and panty. She was going wild and I wanted to fuck her there itself but was not possible. We saw a couple two seats ahead were making nasty things. It boosted our confidence. But few passengers came and we have to be normal. We.