Aur mein bhi tumhe touch nahi karungi.Pankaj: Phir Chachi humare lund ko shaanti kaise milegi.Me: Arre tum chinta mat karo mein hun na, tumhari naught...y chachi.Phir maine unhe poora nanga hone ko kaha aur mein unhe dekhne lagi. Woh dono dheere dheere apne kapde utaar rahe the. Aur thodi der mein woh poore nange the. Unn dono ke hi abhi lund jyada bade nahi the aur unke koi baal bhi nahi the lund ke aas pas.Phir mein unhe apne room mein le gayi. Aur Pankaj baar baar meri gaand par hath rakh raha. Moments later, the covers were pulled unceremoniously from my slightbody. I felt soft material brush against my cheek and when I opened myeyes, I was greeted by an overeager Kathryn and a dress that looked tofit the image of the preppy Kaylee Patterson perfectly. Gentle rufflesformed what almost looked like a small rectangular theatre with fourshiny silver buttons at the centre. The material was thick, almost likethin curtains, but it still had a softness to it. My eyes widened withmy face. He held steady for the smallest amounts of time, then his hips moved forward and his cock disappeared into my wife again. I could feel Lisa's body shake as he started working it in and out, making her already dripping pussy even wetter! From beneath them I could see everything. It was amazing to be so close, watching Doug, his hands on my wife's hips, his hard cock sliding in and out of her pussy. Lisa's pussy lips formed a perfect V, clinging to Doug's shaft with each outward stroke and. I watched as her cock became rock hard again, still glistening with my spit and her cum. I kept thrusting, each time going deeper and deeper, each thrust making us both moan louder and louder, until finally I hit the back of her pussy. The head of my cock pressed against her cervix, but I still wanted to be deeper. I had more of my length left that wouldn't fit, and I began thrusting against her, trying desperately to fit myself into her uterus. "Deeper, Bianca, deeper!" Sara moaned, grabbing.