Next day Richa ne call kiya.Richa: Hi di, kaisi ho ? Minu: Hi Richa, acchi hoon tu bata kaisi chal rahi hai chudayi ?Richa: Di, vinay aapko jab se cho...d ke aaya, mere gand ke piche hi pada hua hai. Daily meri gand maar raha hai.Minu: Accha hai na, enjoy kar.Richa: Par did, main miss kar rahi hoon apna session.Minu: Haan wo bhi plan karte hain.Richa: Di, Jaldi se karo mujhe neeta didi ki gand mein ghusna hai. Unke bade bade gol gol gand ko alag kar ke unki chut ko khana hai.Minu: Haan malum hai. My mother had no idea that just a few feet away, her precious daughter was being inseminated.There were a few more virile pumps of his warm cum, each one splashing into the back of my pussy, before he uttered another sleepy sigh and paused. Then, he finally rolled off to the side. An audible pop followed when his dick slipped out of my sore pussy, and the distinct scent of sperm assaulted my nostrils.I couldn’t even celebrate my freedom. Mere moments after he had pulled out, I could already. Hell, I was already a bit drunk, but she was tall, pale, young and had filled out so well. Not one for formality, she walked in the door, long red hair spilling down her back, wearing a tight black tee and pajama pants with skulls and hearts. As I held the door open for her, she cast a sideways glance at me, those green eyes shocking me even as I lingered on the hard nipples pushing at her thin black shirt. I held her gaze as she passed, meeting her calm curiosity with raw, naked lust. I. I could feel his hardness, and just the thought of what was running through his mind made me very nervous. He was moving my hand up and down the length of his zipper. I told him we had to stop this immediately and that I was not going to have sex with him.Finally he turned to me and said, "The only way I am going to stop is if you agree to give me a blow job."I had no idea what that was, but I knew that I wanted him to stop, so I agreed to his terms. He immediately removed his hand from my.