Athletic Indian Aunty's Bath Scene Caught By A Hi

“Master… isn’t going to do that to me, is he?” Chloe whimpered. “H-he hasn’t done it to us yet, r-right, Momo?” Sonja stammered. “Pants! Momo wants pants!” she exclaimed. I got out of my car, so glad to be home. With the days getting shorter, it was getting darker and darker by the time I left the office, making it feel like I was working later and later into the night. This had been one brutal Monday and all I wanted was to collapse on the couch and snuggle with my girls. Maybe, just maybe, they could cook dinner for me and I wouldn’t have to get up. “Girls! I’m ho—” Stepping through the door, I was nearly knocked over, the three girls clinging to my legs like parking boots on a car. And strangely, they were all crying, absolutely hysterical, and… wearing pants with nothing else? “Girls, what’s wrong?” They looked up at me, all of their faces wet with tears. “Please don’t put it in our butts!” they all cried. Wait, what? Part 5: The girls were sitting on the floor, eyes downcast in shame with me looking down on them. “So, you watched HOW many porn videos?” Momo and Sonja looked at each other and then held up both their hands. “This many,” Momo said. Beside them, Chloe looked like she was about to cry. I softcore turned to Momo. “And I’m guessing you were the ringleader?” “Ringleader?” “It was your idea.” “We thought we could impress you by using the computer and you would give us cake.” It’s pretty hard to stay mad when they’re so indian damn cute. “Had you actually stayed on YouTube after getting back to it, I would have been proud. Not proud enough to get you a cake, but proud. Instead, now I’m mad and you all need to be punished.” All the girls shied away, trying to make themselves look as small as possible. In truth, I knew that they would inevitably start messing around on my computer. I had been reluctant to let them use it for their reading lessons but it was the best solution. Among the dangers of them exposing their existence on the Internet, I really didn’t like them looking at porn. I mean, sure, it was hard to imagine Momo and Sonja seeing anything on that website that we already hadn’t done (besides anal of course), and Chloe certainly got an eyeful the other night, but I just didn’t want to expose them to that. These girls are more than just my pets, they’re like my kids, and like kids, they are dumb as dirt and easily impressionable. The last thing I needed was them asking for a gang-bang or seducing the mailman like the countless pool boys and Big Tits pizza delivery guys of pornos past. The question was how to punish them? A whap on the head with a newspaper might be enough, but Chloe was so fragile that it might traumatize her for life. Her bra was unhooked, probably dad wanted more attention than she could offer him at the moment. She looked at the mirror and couldn’t help herself but smile, she was 5,2” and 110lb and her shorts made her butt look really amazing, she had medium natural boobs, so the tank top was holding them firmly but giving a softcore good view of her cleavage. Big Tits Jan pleaded. “Ah good, I hoped you would be as quick a learner in bed as you are in school.” With that Lindsey went back to kissing his face, still choking him. June just smiled at the waitress who brought her coffee and blew her another gum bubble. They kissed again, indian and when they reluctantly drew apart, Fay was breathless. I tried desperately to see her face, but the hunger in my eyes made me drop my gaze, only to have my vision consumed by the swell of her rising and falling chest. Even from across the room, I could see her body quake with orgasmic pleasure. She does. I'm yours until you cum. Each lady did as instructed. I'm sorry about the language. and don't swallow that cum!" I was alone. “What’s your number? How do you know they have Riyena? I never shower with the guys because of my size and I know they don't want me in there with them so I wait until they're done then I shower quickly. Satisfied, Swiper take off the rest of the robe and put on his normal thief clothes back. Her tits were beautiful, perfect cones, symmetrical with mauve nipples now nearly bursting with excitement and desire, she arched offering them to him. Or you, Miss Blake.” “You know the rules Alex. She fell back down onto the bed and was flipped onto her hands and knees. “Your standing army is powerful.