Me maze se uske boobs ko pura kha gaya tha .Icecream cone ki tarah chus raha tha . Uske boobs bohot bade the . Masal masal k chus raha tha fir maine e...k hath uski gaand pe rakhi . Kya gaand thi aah . Uske gaand dabate hue me uske boobs chus rha tha fir usne ek hath mera leke aoni chut pe rkh diaUske jeans k andar hath ghusaya , baapre uske panty puri gili thi . Me panty uparse hi chut sehlane laga and boobs chus raha tha. Uski panty me hath dala uski chut pe baal the .Aah mujhe baal bohot pasand. I helped Faiza’s children with the decoration work. I could not get time to spend alone time with Faiza. Finally, at night, Faiza’s daughter Ayesha got married in a small ceremony at the farm and left for her in-law’s place.All the relatives left except for Faiza’s mother. Faiza told her mother about love life with me. Faiza’s mother, Nushrat, was in her 70s, had white hair and wrinkles. She laughed at the thought of me loving Faiza. She said, “Faiza, some of your children are older than him. I. That he could stick his dick in their cunts.”“If I could move, I would kill you!” Denise snarled at her husband. Then she whipped her head around, braided hair flying behind her. She glared at me. “Why can’t I move?”“Daddy’s a god,” Kitty grinned.“You have to obey him,” Crystal purred. “I guess that makes me a goddess. Since I’m his daughter.”“Ooh, yes,” Jessica moaned. “A goddess is fingering my asshole.”“So hot,” Georgia groaned in agreement.My dick twitched.“I bet you want to get back at. The system that keeps you from moving while your dreaming made her orgasms tame, but still happened. She would even suck a little if I put me dick between her lips. Knowing she had been fucked was a turn on to her the next day. As we talked about what other guys would do if they had the chance she said I could find out if I wanted to. She thought it was more erotic if she didn't expect it, she wanted to be slipped a Micky. She didn't expect it to happen on a day I had to work, so I slipped it.