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Aur age aake meri mummy ki fuddi ko apne jeev se laga ke dhire dhire chatne lage.Ramesh uncle ne kaha what a salty taste Varsha fuckkk you are a hot fucking babe. Ramesh uncle jeev se ache se meri mummy ki fuddi ka ras pine lage. Woh jeev ko aander tak dalke meri mummy ki fuddi ko chat rahe the. Meri mummy siskariyo ke sath maza le rahi thi.Sudhakar uncle khade ho gaye. Woh meri mummy ke taraf dekhte hue apni underwear utar ke nange ho gaye. Unka lund tan ke khada ho chuka tha. Woh dhire dhire aage badhe aur meri mummy ke pass aa gaye. Unka lund meri mummy ke hoth se satne laga.Meri mummy ne dhire se Sudhakar uncle ke lund ko pakad ke apne muh me le liya aur dhire dhire chusne lagi. Sudhakar uncle ne apni aankhe band karli aur kamar pe hath rakh ke relax khade hoke meri mummy se apne lund ko chuswane lage.Sudhakar uncle ka aadha lund meri mummy ne apne muh me le liya tha aur apne baye hath se unke lund ka jad pakad ke muh ke aander bahar kar rahi thi. Udhar Ramesh uncle lagatar meri. She giggled, “the response you got with our first kiss should have told you that”. He held her hand “I really hope we can become really good friends”! She realized the emphasis of good friends. Smiling coyly, “well I’d like that how good are we talking”? The drinks showed up Liv and Bill returned 20 minutes later Tre ordered another round, they were all joking and teasing each other. The girls were getting very relaxed both couples were holding hands, the conversation was casual, but the sexual innuendos were become more and more.Bill and Liv got up to play the juke box, so Tre and Sherry were alone. She giggled at him, “it seems you are very happy to be here with me”, as she looked directly at his bulging crotch. Without another word he took her hand and placed it on his cock, her eyes opened wide as it felt huge and rock hard. He started using her hand to rub it but quickly took his hand away as she need no help continuing.Leaning close he whispered in her ear, “if you want, we can.
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Chapter 2 HeatPurely on impulse I moved behind her, put my arms around her waist and kissed her neck. My cock pressed against her backside and her wet hands took hold of my hips and kept me close. Her breathing increased and she tilted her head back allowing me access to more of her neck and left ear. My thoughts went racing out of control as my hands moved up to her ample bust and I squeezed them through her dress. She sighed then turned and kissed me full on the lips, her tongue exploring my mouth. We groped each other in a frenzy of sexual excitement. “I want you,” she whispered breathlessly into my ear and unzipped my pants. She got my cock out and after only a few jerks I shot my load over her dress and onto the floor. She sensed my disappointment and embarrassment immediately and calmly assured me that it was alright, that she understood. We kissed again then she said, “Cheer up, let’s finish the washing up and give it time.”I felt awful as I dried the glasses and dishes then.

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