As second finger stretched the girl a little wider and allowed deeper tonguing.“Please,” she could hear her daughter saying. “Please I need to ...pee!”“Mrs Schuster…..”Alice began to say.“Drink it!” Carol ordered. There was silence for a moment. “Drink my daughter’s piss, Alice. You are her piss-pot!”Alice struggled and freed herself. The vibrator dislodged and lay buzzing softly on the bed as Alice squirmed around and looked into Carol’s eyes. Her own eyes burned with lust. After a few. Each time I pushed in she let out a little “ohhhh” as my cock made contact with her pussy lips.I was able to angle my cock so I could guide the head between her lips. Soon, her ass was lifting a little as I drew back, trying to keep in contact, and her legs opened a little to give me better access. Her “ohhh’s” were more frequent now.Though she lifted her ass as I withdrew, she hunched it forward when I thrust back, preventing me from pushing into her. But she wasn’t quick enough every time and. She'd had sex once before, the memories of that night coming back as she entered the hospital carport on her way home from work. The memories were making her horny, horny in a manner that only happens about once a year. One touch of her unpainted lips was all it took to sent her over the edge. Her shirt was unbuttoned while she glanced around seeing no one in the carport. Her left hand squeezed her tits as her right hand made it's way into her pants and through the thick brown pubic hair to her. Uski bahen bahot dr gai or me bhi drne ki acting krne lga or usse sorry bolne lga or wo humko dhamki dene lga or me wesa hi nanga usko sorry bolne lga or uski bahen mere pichhe aa kr apna nanga jism chhupane lgi. Mere frnd ne bola ki ab me mom dad dono ko tumhari baat btaunga tb mene usse kaha yar usse tumko koi fayeda nhi hoga or thande dimag se socho or agr tum kisi se naa btao to tumhara fayeda hogaTb wo bola kese to mene kaha tum bhi hume join kr skte ho or yeh to sbki jrurat hoti h socho.