Utne me meri mami muze halchal puchne ke liye aa gye unhone bina door knock kiye andar aa gye muze kuch smja hi nhi ki phle apna pat smbhalu ki channe...l change kru phir maine kaise to bhi smbhal liya to bhi bhabine tv dekh liya tha aur unhone esa dikhaya ki unhone kuch dekha hi nhi hai aur mere pas aake baith gye aur muze puchne lgi ki etne thand me tune apni shirt kyu utardi to maine kaha wo….Wo….Mami….To mammi boli kya wo wo to maine kaha mammi muze aadt hai ese sone ki .Aur meri mammi janbuz. "Mmmm, she did." I said flirtatiously, pushing my ass back against him, wanting to play along with his naughty game. What was wrong with me? What the fuck... this was hot!Darius dragged his fingers from my panties, I didn't want him to stop and I told him so. He brought them to my mouth and traced them across my lips."Let's get that puss nice and wet, huh?" Darius said and let his fingers enter my mouth. He swirled them around and made me lick and suck on them, ensuring I coated them with my. And it not only had a double bed but it was a four-poster bed!The total complicity, along with the sparkle in her eye and utter sexuality gave me encouragement that things would continue the next week... and that there was a lot more to come.The following Sunday evening I arrived at the hotel before Christine and wondered what sort of reception she would give me when she arrived. (Christine)My weekend at home was bland, to say the least. Geoffrey has the sex drive of a postage stamp. On my. I’d just divorced my cheating rat-fink bastard of an ex-husband and had the cash to spare. There was a range of services that the spa offered from your traditional massages and relaxation, Pilates, yoga and the like to some more risqué services. I’d purchased the traditional package, but tonight, I was feeling a little naughty. And risqué. And horny. I wandered down the darkened paths, lit only by little solar garden lights, towards the pool and outdoor spa. The closer I got, the more I could.