I started fantasizing giving saima my sperm and producing a number of kids from her beautiful body. Luck finally dawned when saima took over the task ...of cleaning and keeping my room spick and span. I would leave the keys of the room with her and on return find my things back in place. Saima would even cook a meal for me on sundays. When i am alone. This day arrived on one sunday afternoon when she was making roti’s in my kitchen. She had worn a low-Neck light yellow colored blouse & petticot. Unke goan ke ghar me sirf unka chachre beta aur uski wife hi rahati thi unki age karib 35-38 hogi aur kay gajab ka figar tha 40-39-42 unke mummy to bade bade muje to aisa lag raha tha ki abi jake unke mummy jor jor se dabau aur chus chus ke unka sara ras pijao .bhabhi kafi frank thi mere unse jath se dosti ho gai me ab unke saat khet me bhi kam karne jata tha ek din me aur bhabhi ake le hi khet par kam kar rahe the tab bhabhi kam me itni bussy thi ki unko pata nahi tha ki unki sarri ka pallu. She pushed her pussy into my face its your turn big boy as she grabbed my cock for some hand action to stop it from going limp. I grabbed her buttocks tight and ran the tip of my tongue along the folds of her juicy cunt. She moaned loud grinding her pussy deeper into my face. My hand began rubbing the nub of her hardened clit making her twitch wildly all over I could feel her climax all over like an electric current had passed right through her. My reward was a face full of her tasty juices. I. .. and we kissed as if the world were going to perish in a few moments! Greedily I pressed her breasts in her bra ... her breathing grew heavy in my mouth ... the t-shirt disappeared, and her bra followed it ....She was still beautiful, had hardly changed in spite of her pregnancy! Her medium-sized, heavy breasts stood out from her slim upper body ... her nipples were big and hard ... and I still knew what they liked most ... I licked her right nipple and striked the left one with my hand ....