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He flung the towel on the bed and picked his shorts , as he was stepping Priya stepped into his bed room, she screamed and ran out of the room. Hari was embarrassed that Priya had seen him naked. He went and sat on the sofa. He switched on the TV and started watching some songs. All the music videos were hot and raunchy. Priya started sweeping the floor and she was stunned to see the music videos. She stole glances at Hari and his cock. This routine continued for a few days . Hari started looking at Priya and found her interesting. She seemed to be in her early 30s , was plump and dark. But she had a nice curvy figure and big breasts and ass. Hari wanted to caress them . Hari started fantasizing about Priya. His cock told him to fuck her and his mind told him to stay away from her. Hari realized that Priya had lust in her eyes and looking at him hungrily. Hari decided to check her desires. He started stroking his cock before arrival and he noticed that Priya would lick her lips and ogle at his tent.

His cock head slowly entered into her warm moist abode. Devyani squealed with delight as the mushroomed head of his cock penetrated her cunt. Ashim got the first feel of a hot pussy engulfing his cock head. Incredibly hot. He thrust his hips forward, impaling his raging cock into the delicious hotness of his aunt’s slick cunt. She cried with joy when her tight cunt felt his rigid inner walls closing warmly around the length of his throbbing cock. A warm feeling of wanton pleasure overwhelmed her body. Ashim continued fucking his cock into her pussy until his bloated tool was fully embedded inside her feverish burrow. Devyani shuddered with ecstasy as his swollen balls thudded against the soft flesh of her bare ass. She moaned, her mind reeling with ecstasy. Pleased with himself, Ashim began fucking his aunt with a gentle rhythm; it was his first fuck and he wanted to savor every moment of this blissful occasion. He pulled his cock out of her pussy and then pumped it back into her steaming cunt causing her to writhe with pleasure. He never imagined that he would ever be able to fuck her fantasy woman; but it was happening.

She started kissing Sangeeta’s vagina, licking her clitoris and enjoying the taste of her sister and the cum that had been put there just an hour before. Sangeeta felt herself getting wetter and wetter, aroused by her son’s penis in her mouth, and her sister’s tongue in her vagina. Finally she moaned out “Fuck me Sammy, fuck your mummy. He paused, leant down and kissed her, then guided her off her sister and onto her back. Sangeeta new this was the perfect expression of her love for her family. She was sharing her body fully with her son, giving him pleasure and at the same time receiving it from him. They explored each other, trying different positions and tempos, kissing each other and whispering in each other’s ears. Finally Sangeeta found herself with her head resting on her sister’s lap, and her son with her legs over his shoulders. He was bringing her to orgasm at the same time he was drawing closer himself.

I fondled her constantly and made love to her again before Mom came home. After talking it over with Katie and Lisa, Mom invited Trish to spend the night in my bed. Trish was very understanding and became my second girlfriend. With her parent’s permission Trish moved in with us and the three girls took turns caring for the baby’s needs and for my needs as well. Mom and Lisa decided to take a backseat and only get sex from me every other day. That would allow Katie and Trish to have me once a day each. The summer passed by quickly, school started up, and Lisa was almost eight months along. She no longer had to wear a T-shirt telling anyone that she was still pregnant. By Halloween we had three more babies in the house, all girls. Trish was the only one that I could screw for a few weeks. It was interesting that all four women fed all four babies and no one seemed to care which one they fed. It certainly was a three-ring circus at times, especially at night.

Time passed as she became coated with wetness, hair plastered against her scalp and forehead with perspiration, she exited picking up a large towel to wrap around her nakedness. She walked through the locker room and entered the lobby of the massage parlor. A young Asian girl ushered her to a small cooling pool and removed her towel for her to step into the cool waters. The waters appeared colder than its actual temperature due to the elevated warmth of her body. Joan submerged herself holding her breath as the coolness jolted her senses. After a couple of minutes she stood to depart the pool and the young girl awaited her with a fresh, plush towel. She was then led into a small massage room where two expert masseuses plied her body with knowing hands leaving her in a super pampered and relaxed condition. As Joan took the hotel elevator up from the Spa she decided to grab some lunch before returning to the beach house.

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I let her be in control for a while and then I rolled her under me and made love to her until we both achieved our goal. Breakfast was unusually quiet. Mom told Denise and Yvonne to do the dishes and for me to go help my father. Then I saw her walk toward Lillian’s house and wondered what was up. At lunchtime Mom fixed us sandwiches and once again headed down to Lillian’s house. That evening the two ladies made dinner together at our house and Lillian’s husband joined us. Dad and he got along pretty well. They talked and bonded and Dad showed him around the farm. Once again Denise and Yvonne got stuck with the dishes. However, that was because the two ladies wanted a few moments alone with me. They had been talking all day long about us kids and sex. They both felt that Denise was being left out and that she was ready to join in. Lillian and Yvonne had already taught Denise about making love to girls the other day when they were over and Lillian had given Mom some private lessons too.

Guiltily she returned the text: yes, thanks, false alarm. I’m just finishing up here, how about that drink? It was as much a command as a request and one she could hardly refuse. Jeff had after all kept her career alive even of it was currently on life support. She had to go. In fact, right at that moment she needed an ally more than anything else in the world. Games master Jeff Andrews herded the players inside the changing rooms with congratulatory words and pats on the shoulders for both teams. It was only when he got back to his office that he realised his mobile phone was missing. As Chloe Hunt arrived, the last straggler from the rugby match was meandering to the changing rooms. Following on, she looked in the indoor sports hall for Jeff. Strangely there was no sign of her fellow teacher. Wandering back out, she went to remove her mobile phone to text him when she barged into a hefty prop. She just about retained her balance, glaring back. The rugby player just gave a snort. Chloe felt her blood boil.

John squeezed her into a tight embrace and kissed her back. He certainly didn’t think of it again for the rest of their walk. John asked the next night if she wanted to go to the mall on Friday. They could meet there and hang out in an air conditioned, mosquito-free place. Kamala told him that’d be great but they couldn’t risk kissing there. If it got back to her Dad that anything was going on, then she would be in major trouble. John assured her it’d be worth it to hang out with her for more time than just the half hour or so that they usually spent together. John did have an ulterior motive, though nothing insidious. He wanted to make her happy by not keeping her a secret from his friends and he did feel cowardly about not telling them. On Friday Kamala was dropped off at the mall about twenty minutes after John was dropped off. His mom decided to meet some coworkers for a chick flick after a cocktail or two at the mall’s bar/restaurant.

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