Aaaaaahhhhhhh aaaaahhhhhhhh. Chod ajun zorat.. Aaahh..Me: Mala navhata mahit tula evdha jhavaychi Aag hoti. Nahi tar me pan utata basta jhavla asta tu...la. Kya choot aahe tujhi.Mom: Ho mi aahech rand. Mi pan geleli randi banayla, tevha majhya kaki ne mala baghitla ek customer barobar jhavtana and majha tujhya baapashi lagna laaun dila. Pan tu shevti majhya varch gela.. Aai jhavada.. Jhav joraat.. Aaaaaaahhhhhhh aaaaahhhhhhhI was pounding mom very hard. Just then, Sharad entered. He also removed. But then she shook her head andinstead started pulling clothing out of the bag. "They want you to putthese on," she said."These" turned out to be a lacy pink tank top with a floral design, ashort denim skirt, pink cotton panties, and light brown sandals withwedge heels. Dylan stared at them in consternation. "But ..." heprotested, "those are ... those are for girls!"The girl brushed her blonde bangs back out of her eyes. "I know," sheanswered softly, "but that's what they want you to wear." Her. ..and that's when she can't stop, her whole body tensing, heels digging into the bed, hands gripping tightly as she explodes over my tongue. Her body trembling and heaving as she feels me draw back, holding her cunt open so I can see the spasms, gaze as the juices flow out of her. She feels my tongue lapping up her cum and each touch paints her with tingling heat.Rising, I shed the last of my clothing, my cock so hard and throbbing and I bend to kiss her, sharing her taste as my tongue dips. Slave Wendy is my sister? That's wonderful... but does that mean you're my daddy?" She then added which shocked Frank."Well... Err... Let's say I'm your uncle. At least to the outside world and you will call me that when we are in public.Charly looked disappointed but she nodded her head, "Yes Master Frank." She said."What's wrong now Slave Charly?" Frank asked her."It's silly Master. It doesn't really matter." She said and then added "Master I think you had better punish me for talking.