. "Time for you to join the fun". They race upstairs and just like the scene in clockwork orange fuck the holy hell out of each other. Every positio...n imaginable and she is a goddess moving at the speed of sound. They finally finish and her lover stumbles out of the house in a daze. Not believing what he just witnessed.But wait... we are not done yet. MILF needs to get dinner ready for her doting husband. She puts on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. She goes back down to the kitchen and. She was sixteen years old and she was very mild sort of girl.but there arrival made me smell a rat.that evening i joined them for drinks,i was almost the head for my family,dad usally supervises things in our granite buisness.i liked chidanand better as he was more gentleman kind ,where as surya was rugged country kind of guy ,but we dint have any problem getting along,there as we sat after the drinks sarted taking effect that i came to know the reason behind their arrival.surya is lusting his. “Meet Layla, Shelly.” I said.Layla didn’t move. Shelly stood up and walked over. “Oh my god…….she looks so life like,” Shelly said. Layla was a doll. She was the latest one on the market. You could move her arms and legs in any position. Eyes open or closed, soft skin and long beautiful hair. She had two life like openings between her legs. She had flush buttons in the back of her head. One made her pussy pulse slightly, another vibrated her pussy. Another button and she would moan softly.I. Was nice as I had a willow tree in the back yard that stood on its own, marking the boundary for my yard.As I sat there that morning, Monica called out to me about having a traditional dinner at her house. She knew I loved her mothers cooking and wanted to invite me. Well it was common for her to invite me for "snacks" and like, so I saw no issues with it. When I arrived at her basement door, she called me "Anata" which I remember thinking was strange, and asked me to sit on couch with her.