Aur raat ko nighty pahni ti thi.mene mera project ke liye neha didi ki help lena chaha,phir mene unse puchne per unhone muje help karna suru kiya mere... ghar mein internet nahi tha didi ke ghar per internet tha mene unse puch kar unke computer per baith gaya tab neha didi aur mein raat ka kgana kha ker unke flat pe the ,jaise hi cmputer start kiya to mene didi ka photo screen pe dekha aur didi usme bahut hot dekh rahi thi phir mene unse kaha “didi aap to is photo mein to bahut hot dekh rahi ho”. She gradually subsided and I helped her to get panties back on. Yet she wasn’t done. She was now down on her knees, grappling with my belt. In a minute, my trousers we below my knees, as were my undies. She took a firm grip of my semi-aroused member, cupping me below the balls and in a deft manner, yanked back my foreskin. She let the tip of her tongue slide over my purple cockhead and then in one expert move swallowed my engorged penis.Could this woman suck – she really could – she would take. Rubbing his iron hard cock against the smooth wall of the pool, he was able to get some pleasure, but not enough to satisfy him. What an erotic sight it was to see a beautiful woman on her belly, with her ass hole spread wide open by two big fingers. Time to add the third was the foremost thought in his mind. He shoved a finger into her overflowing cunt. As much as he was aroused by fingering her ass dry, he didn’t want to hurt her. A little lube would benefit them both. He pushed the well. I hadnt a clue how long hed been doing it but I was shocked. The audacity of it, there he was running a finger from the hem of Angies short skirt over her thigh and flat tummy to the waistband. Then he slowly bought his finger back down. There was no response from Angie so I assumed shed fallen asleep. Sid then traced his finger over her thigh making small circles as we talked. It was as if he was doodling using his finger as if it were a pen. With no response from Angie, Sid seemed to ignore.