"Oh, yes, that's just right. Feel good, me doing this?" she said as she went up and down."Better than anything. When you go down and wiggle around on ...me, it's wonderful." I knew you'd like that, Chad. You were already hard after all that we did this morning. It must be good for your system. I like how you rub my breasts as I fuck you, Chad. It feels so nice. Mmm, this is so good."She was rocking up and down on me, my cock almost pulling all the way out of her, then sliding deep, deep inside as. Charli looked at me wide-eyed, as if we were messing with her, wanting some sort of verification. I just raised my eyebrows and laughed, and got up to get another round of drinks.When I returned to the table, Charli was still quizzing the divorced brunette for more details, without any luck. “Do you mean actual sex, or just kissing? Oral? Fingering? What kind of lesbian stuff?” Her questions were non-stop. She was definitely intrigued with her friend’s secret side. It came across as more of an. I can joke about it to myself, but you do not Dis, or even worse interfere with, Morning Pee. So, however much I wanted to hold on to her, to roll her over onto her back and make like the other beasts of the forest, I raised my arm and let her wriggle free. It was still nice that it took her some time to get out of the bag, she muttering and wiggling the whole time. I didn't mind the wiggling part at all. She'd actually exerted herself a little by the time she'd gotten out of the bag and. So it was not wrong have some fun with him. I went to him and asked him, “Rohan, what was you doing?” He said in a very lower voice with his face off to the ground, “sorry, aunty”. I held his hand took him to the bed and made him lay. I went above him so near that my breasts touched his face and nose and told him in naughty voice, “what were you eating off my panty?”. He said in a very afraid and exited voice, “sorry aunty”. I again asked the same question but with my breasts fully noticeable.