I peeked through the crack in their bathroom door. Paula's head was moving up and down on his massive cock. I could see that her mouth was stretched w...de as she tried to accommodate the width and length of that shaft. He had hold of her hair - using it like a handle as he held her there and she did her duty. He pulled her head back and the head of his cock popped from her sucking mouth with a "pop". He laid her back on the bed.I felt my own little erection in my pants again. There was something. I was about to remove my vest and the phone rang again. As i am busy in taking my vest, i told her to take the phone out from my trouser. She let her soft hand inside my trouser pocket , smiles and teases my hard dick and took the mobile out and switched it ON in speaker mode. Unfortunately its Manisha, who called from her home.Manisha(mobile): Karthik Sir, Where are you? I didnt see you in factory since afternoonI was quite shocked to hear her voice , so as reshma and we were silent for few. She looked up at me in surprise, and I lifted my eyebrows, wiggling them at her and smiled big. She leaned close to my ear."God you're fucking hot!"Her hand went to my other thigh, and soon her fingers found my now wet panties. I had the fleeting thought that I shouldn't have worn them at all. After a while my husband and Dawn had quit talking, and Dawn found her way back to Diana. Diana promptly moved her hand from my pussy, and went off with Dawn, to the bathroom. I was left again with my. I ground on my daughters lips. I smeared my pussy on her mouth. She moaned and licked and feasted on me as her daddy pleased her. My orgasm built and built, swelling in me.“This is so hot,” I moaned. “Oh, my god fuck, our daughter, Martin.”“Damn,” he groaned. “Who are you?”“Your slutty wife!” I moaned, my arms sliding around his neck now. I leaned in and kissed him. His goatee scratched at my face. I shuddered on my daughter, whimpering into his lips.His hands caressed my body as he fucked our.
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