Priya was her name. Surprisingly she had a great figure with big bubs shapely ass and slim trim body. She always wears salwar or nightie sleeveless an...d fair complexioned with real good looks. This used to make me horny every time I see her. That day I had come home early around 5.30. She was in the parking lot saying bye to her kids and husband and her parents who were going out. And she smiled and said hi to me. Her nighty as usual was semi transparent and against the light of the lift I saw. Making it wet and hard. “I love your cock. I love your ass fucking cock. Fuck my mouth with it. Fuck it HARD. Make me choke on your cock. FUCK IT. Fuck it you bastard. Fuck my dirty trashy mouth.” Lisa spat on his cock viciously and plunged it back in.Mike grabbed her head and rammed his cock in. “GGGGGGRRRGGG GGGRRRGGG GGGRRRGGGAAAAH. Yeah fuck my mouth. HARDER.” Lisa screamed. Her lips stretched across his cock. Sucking it, licking it, eating it.Mike could feel the cum boiling up in his. I wanted little to do with the old man or my sisters and I was more than willing to let them be his heirs. But, in the end, their actions managed to piss me off even more than my father's had so many years before, so I stuck it to them as best I could. I didn't need the money, but I took it anyway just to spite them. After all, they'd have done it to me. I know that for a fact because they'd done many things just to spite me over the years – including notifying me of my parents' death a week. And it had an effect on the boy in the sling. His cock became a bit stiffer. His penis was equipped with a rubber cock ring. "So you're cold, right? I have something for that!", Rubbing the bulge in my Leather jeans and letting my other hand slide between his legs. He shivered and turned his head away. Strange, because this boy was much stronger than me. He could work me with a few punches to the ground. "But rest assured, I will first make sure that you will get a little less cold," I told.