"Pooja could trace a shade of anger in her tone and she was now really scared.Rekha took her to the sofa holding her hand and made her sit on the lap ...of Raj."Make uncle happy baby" " Rekha told her.Hey Raj, isn't she cute?, and as I had promised you, I got you really young one" "Don't you think she is like a tender chick?" Mmm, good enough. He was holding her shoulder and slowly brushing his hands on her breasts over the uniform. His white shirt was wet with his sweat. She got the strong smell. My cunt tightened. I held my breath, wondering if the naughty woman would go for it. Would she touch my daughter’s pussy?Her hands came nearer. Nearer. I couldn’t tell if she reached Laurita’s twat or not.Then my daughter bucked and gasped, “What?”“Sorry,” I heard Carmelita say.“Oh, she’s pretending to have touched my daughter’s pussy on accident,” I moaned, my lusts surging through me. I pressed my boobs against the glass, my forehead on it. Both my hands stroked across it.“Good,” Juana. Denise didnot want to be gagged, so her protests were limited.When Ivan pulled the remains of her dress away, shewas left sitting in her bra and panties only. Ofcourse, Ivan cut off the helpless woman’s bra toexpose her beautiful tits. After watching hedaughter’s stimulation, deflowering and first fuck,Denise was unable to stop her body becoming aroused.Her tits were swollen with fully erect nipples. Denisealso knew that she was wet and hoped it wouldn’t show.Next, Ivan. We got into my BMW and headed to the airport, Damon driving frantically on the freeway like a maniac, trying to get me to the airport, despite my plane not leaving for 2 hours. I tried to tell him to relax and calm down but he seemed to ignore me, so I just let him do what he wanted.Whipping into a parking space, he barely had cut off the engine before he flew out of the car, grabbing the luggage with him and hustled into the airport. I armed the car and chased to catch up behind him."Damon...".