Natasha’s hand was feeling Shreya’s body as she expertly went down Shreya’s stomach. She caught hold of her panty and pulled it down, as slowly ...s she could do it. It took forever for the panty to fall down. Natasha also bent down to her knees, her hands sliding on Shreya’s back all the way up to her butts; her tongue was deep inside Shreya’s vagina. She squeezed her ass cheeks; she got lots of flesh in her hand and my flesh probably increased by an inch.Natasha’s pussy-licking was too much for. I figured she wouldn't mind as long as I didn't spy over her shoulder. I chose to kiss her shoulder instead. She gasped and turned her head and lifted her shoulder for more. I nibbled some as I slid my hands down her side. She let out a tortured groan."I don't know if you're making it harder or easier," she groaned, but she didn't try to stop me. As I nibbled my way across the back of her neck to attack the other side, she groaned again. "Wait, please," she gasped. "Let me finish." Do you want. We were only in the lounge for a few minutes before I saw the lights through the curtain and a heard a car pull on to the driveway. Jo opened the front door slightly and waited for Chris to approach. A moment later they came into the lounge and stood before me. Jo began to gently caress the bulge that had already formed in the front of Chris jeans and they kissed whilst he gently rubbed his hand across her erect nipple. She slowly pulled away from him and took him by the hand, leading him. Rachel knelt down and began to unzip my fly. She explained to Caroline, that this was going to be her last taste of my cock for two months. Then with her daughter looking she began to lick my hard cock. Caroline sat next to me and kissed me deeply as her mother prepared me for her oral conquest. Caroline whispered in my ear, asking me if I liked mommy's tongue. She told me she wanted to see me fill her mother's mouth and belly with a big load of cum. Rachel put her lips at the top of my penis.
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