Mrs. Roberts was standing at the head of the stairs. The woman had a smile on her face.She said nothing as I climbed the stairs, but she was standing ...in the doorway, preventing me from leaving the basement. I had to stop two steps from the top and look up at her. "Mrs. Roberts?" I said tentatively."Oh, you should call me Mom," the woman said. "Or maybe you could call me Beatrice." Your daughter doesn't call you Beatrice," I said. "I don't think I should call you a name that she does not. Spotting discarded clothing on a nearby chair, I tiptoed over (if you can imagine a Popsicle tiptoeing) struggled into a dark flannel shirt and a pair of jeans made for a giant. I clutched myself like a drowning victim. A sound something like a kitten would make trying to escape a shoebox escaped my throat.Go back and close the fucking window, I told myself. I did, and then migrated to the corner where a rectangle in the floor proved to be a grate through which magnificent warm air arose. The. The touch a of a female really turned her on. The more Jane would cum the more the lady would tongue her cunt. Jane had never felt anything so good before and wondered if that was why she did not like to fuck her husband.Then two women began sucking and licking her tits. They sucked hard on her nipples as the other sucked and fingered her hole. Jane was flowing with cum. She loved getting her cunt licked and fingered by this woman and loved the other two sucking on her tits. Then one woman. .Mera land behad kadak ho gaya fir maine apni zubaan behan ki gaand ke ched me ferna shuru ki..Uski tatti ka swad bhi liya wo thoda kasila sat ha fir reena boli bhiyaa bus karo na warna; wana kya jaan..Reena : warna bahar aa jayegi..Mai : kya beta thoda khul ke to bool..Reena 2 second ruki aur boli bhiyya plz meri tatti aane wali hai. Mai aane de aaj tujhe dikha do ek bhai apni behan se kitna pyar karta hai .reena : ready..Bhai ye lo..Aur uski gaand ka ched bada huwa aur uski tatti ka tukda.