Flicking her tongue out lightly she brushed across the opening of her mother's sex chute, scooping up the sweet fuck juice. Peggy's ass hunched up at ...the touch and a louder groan escaped her sleeping lips. James closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, while his daughter seduced his wife, although he couldn't wipe the smile entirely from his face.Melissa pushed her head farther up her mother's hairy snatch and dipped her tongue down to the swelling clit. She flicked lightly at first, Peggy. "Or can I see this?" He put his hand on her butt."Stop it!" Johnny!" said the bartender, noticing what was going on. "Leave the other customers alone." Sure. Me and my buddies were about to take off anyway. We were just seeing if she wanted to join us."Rachel shook her head."Your loss."He motioned to his friends and they left the bar.Rachel sighed out in relief. She was starting to regret staying after Keri left but with Johnny and friends gone things would be okay."Can I have another?" she. I stared at myself disgusted as I compared myself to her. I was now five foot two, not much different than before James and I met. My skin color had fluctuated over the time, though it was still apparent that I had a mixed heritage. My dark black hair now fell down to my waist as I left it to grow over the years. I had gained weight, once 140 pounds, now up to 160. My breasts had ballooned from a 36C to a 40D. She and I had no comparison, she was much prettier. She had pale skin,. I used to go to his house almost daily and have some chat with him . This was my daily routine for a year. His wife used to serve me with some toffees and and tea some times . she rarely looked at me and used to do her work. One day I was going to my college with one of my friend who is a Marawadi . Auntie called me for some work and talked to me in a harsh voice for some reason . My Marwari friend who doesn’t know Telugu properly asked me whether she is a bitch (lanja munda ) she is talking.