Mari maa dekhna ma sunder hai gand or nipple mota hai story.Mara papa ka business hai ma papa ka sath unke business ma help katha hoi jab bahi papa ka...m ka liya bahr jata tu ma ghar ma raha ker mummy ka sath masti karth is baar bhi papa ko 1 week ka liya bahra jana tha ma apnaDaddy ka jana ka time aya mana papa ko airport ma choda barish bhoot joor se ho rahi thi ma jaldi se ghar poochna ke soch raha tha or sath he sath mummy ka sath sex ka maja lena ka prog bana rahatha or home pocha ma kitchen. The climax of the entertainment came when I was instructed to open my legs so that a very aristocratic lady could suck my balls whilst two others stroked my cock until I exploded. I was almost delirious with ecstasy as the ladies took turns to lick the cum off my tummy and chest. When they had finished feasting, Hannah returned and wheeled me back into the kitchen and washed me clean with a hot flannel.The second part of the evening was just like the many cocktail parties I had been to with my. Her hips started to rock letting me know she was getting ready to cum. I did not change how I was licking and kissing but I did take my hand and placed a finger on her butt hole. I got my finger moist with her juices and returned it to her butt hole. Earlier I felt like she did not want me to penetrate so I didn't. Instead I gently moved my finger around her butt hole. The pace of her hip rocking increased along with her breathing. Finally she was cumming I tasted her juices, felt her. Languidly, her thighs parted allowing my hand access to the front of her deep purple, transparent knickers through which, glancing down I could see the dense mound of her black forest of pubic hair which spread over her pubic mound, strayed onto her belly and across to her inner thighs! I could feel myself getting a serious stiffy and as if she read my thoughts, Aunty B’s hand appeared over my zip, eased it southwards and disappeared under the waistband of my slip where she started to squeeze.