I bent her towards the sofa. I held her phone for her. She supported her hands on the sofa and I entered from behind. Dhanya gasped while still talkin...g on her phone. I got the hint that her husband will come to pick her as she said that I will see you in 30 minutes. She ended the call.I gave her a hard slap on her butt cheek. I grabbed her boobs underneath. She had one more orgasm. I didn’t stop. I rammed her for the next ten minutes and she was screaming loudly.I slowed a bit and gave strong. The neighbours were Muslims. We are an orthodox family with a whole lot of restrictions and the neighbours were just opposite of what we were. But yet I used to maintain a good personal relationship with them for my own reasons. The head of their family was Asif, an old retired teacher in his 60s who was with his third wife. He had two sons, Arif and Javed who were in their 30s and they had 6 sons and daughters among them.I was wearing a loose tee and my usual track pants. Oh, by the way, I am. My pussy was constantly wet and all I thought about was who was going to fuck me next, what hole would be fucked and how many cocks could I get into my hole. Once I got out of the tub, I got dressed by simply slipping on a short house dress without a bra or panties; this will become my standard way of dressing at home. I need to buy some more simple dresses and find ones with low necklines for showing off my tits to my boys and giving them easy access to their new toys. Wearing no panties will. Some of them said they did it to their boyfriends. I wasn't really sure how to do it, though. All I could think to do was to look up at him and begin to kiss and lick his cock. I opened my mouth to ask Daddy if it was okay what I was doing, and before I could even say anything, Daddy put his dick right into my mouth! Ohmygawd!I mean I was so surprised. He just pushed the tip in at first, and then he pulled back and pushed it in a little further. He did this I guess maybe four, five times, going.