Didi- are! tum log bahut kaam kah dete hoge isliye nhi aata hai kyu aashu?Me- nahi aesi koi baat nahi bhaiya bhabhi koi b kaam kahe mai toorant kr doo...ga.Didi- aur mera?Me – aap ka bhi.Nasta katam ho gaya bhabhi bartan leke chali gai , didi b nahane ko bol chali gai mai or bhaiya bate kr rahe the or pepar pad rahe the kuch der baad didi naha kar body-oil ki cc lekar upar aaye .Didi- Sanjay koi misra ji aaye he tumhe bula rahe hai. Bhaiya- are ha mujhe misra ji k saat jana hai aashu tum didi se. As I stood there, I noticed that she was becoming more brazen. She had started with small movements, leaning against the wall or adjusting her dress, but quickly became more overt. She would bend forward to brush something off her knee, which caused her very short white dress to drift upwards and expose half of her perfect ass. I felt like a voyeur at first. Like I was watching something that I shouldn’t. I was transfixed by her. I was almost afraid to breathe in case she noticed me and decided. He felt a surge of enthusiasm and under him he sensed Mandy beginning to moan. Speed up, make her know she's been fucked.Watching June he saw that she was supporting her self on one arm and the other had crept under her body. She must be winding herself up. Time to go for it.Pressing Mandy into the man on the floor he redoubled his effort and was rewarded with a spluttered cry. He felt her pelvic muscles contract around him and allowed himself to really enjoy burying himself as deep as he. We both were hungry after our very long love session so we ate and become reenergized again.Shankar than opened my legs and put ice cream on it and licked my cunt.Ussne phir mujhe ghori banne ko kaha aur ghori banaker choda kewal 30 minute tak woh mujhe ghori banaker chodta raha jismain main 2 bar jhari. Uske baad ussne mujhe seedha kiya aur khud let kar mujhe apne ooper bitha diya. Now I was riding him like he was a horse.Main khob zor zor se Shankar ke lund per ucchal rahi thi ussne mere dono.