Jab bee woh khana banati to uske half boobs exposed hee hote the.. kya tight boobs the yaar uske.. hamesha uske naam ka muth jarur martha tha bathroom... me jaake. Ek din jab aunty ghar me nahi the tab me apne mobile me BF dekh raha tha and piche se aake woh bhi dekhane lagi aur uski ungli uske chut me thi.. Me mud ke dekha to who khadi thi and usse dekhake me hairaan ho gaya and woh apne room me challi gayi aur lock kar lia.. Me uske piche gya lekin darwaja bandh paake me bahar chala gya. Road. I pushed my finger deeper. Suddenly we heard the voice of uncle. I quicklystarted on the laptop and aunty sat on the bed. After sometime I came back to my house. After going to my room I saw myself in the mirror and realized how lucky I was.I smelled my middle finger that went on the pilgrimage. I could very well smell her asshole. Oh what smell it was. I masturbated two times continuously smelling my finger.I then looked inside her room. Both uncle and aunty were lying naked and were sweating.. The movie wasn’t important now and my head was pushed down a few times by each guy. I hoped it would go on for a while but Tebs was first to fill my mouth and also spurt some on my face. I ate as much of this thick load as I could and that made my guy go over the top.As he came, I moved over to catch his seed and it was much easier to lick up and swallow. Hubby thanked me and Tebs seemed speechless. Then he said, “Oh my god, that was awesome. I needed that… it’s been a while.” The movie had. Slap. Gaby could see her large breasts wobbling up and down on her chest with every powerful stroke of his cock. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. The strength of his thrusts and the energy of the Old Man’s pace took Gaby entirely by surprise. The control she had confidently expected to have over him was turned completely on its head. She was the one being fucked; she was the one being taken. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. “Oh my God no!” she gasped as his long, rhythmic strokes gathered pace and a warm glow.