Oh God, he’s not coming. I just know it. He’s changed his mind. Brooke’s paranoia was starting to set in. Then she felt someone gently touch her... shoulder. She whirled around. Her heart skipped a beat. He was there. ‘Hi, baby,’ he crooned. She put her hand to her face. Tears came to her eyes. She threw her arms around his neck and managed to say the words in his ear, ‘Oh, God… Hi, honey.’ Then she buried her head in his chest and breathed him in deeply, taking in his scent. He kissed her on top. "I'm fucking loaded."Leticia was stoned. She tottered a bit and I lost no time in getting my arms around her. She looked at me in a bit of surprise and then lip-locked me. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and I took a second to cope with the pace of events, then my tongue came into play. She pulled me tight and my pants soon bulged out with the growth of my cock. Leticia wasn't shy about rubbing the front of her tiny white shorts over the lump in my pants.We kept up the kiss. Her hand. Her hand gently caressed his arm, then he pulled her up. The couple, pretty much standing over me were in a passionate embrace. Then out of nowhere, Mark grabbed her buttocks and lifted her off the ground. Mom’s leg narrowly missed my face.“Haha, sorry sweetie!” mom told me.He carried her to the other side of the room and fucked her standing up. Mom looked almost petite against Mark's muscular frame.“Oh, god, Mark! Yes! Yessssssss!” mom squealed in delight. Her boobs bounced and chain necklace. The next room we entered was empty but there were paintings hung on every inch of the wall. They were really good. There was sound of a flush and the guy who looked as if he was in his 60’s or something emerged. He was happy to see us. He was a painter by profession. He came near us kissed Shweta on her cheeks. Shweta kissed him back.He then turned her around and hugged her from behind. Shweta smiled. His hand then pulled aside her pallu near her stomach and he placed his hand on her navel..