Moti Gaand Ki Chudai

“Ok, I know how we look.” Amy gestured to her chest and down to her panties. “I am not clueless that men kinda dream of seeing a woman looking like this.” She smirked. I began to respond but she held up a hand to stop me and continued. “And I am not mom oblivious that men, a lot of men, secretly would love to see girls looking son like mine look right now.” Amy looked me in the eyes and flashed her yes wide. “So rather than you trying to hide looks and stares and getting worried about being caught looking, just look.” My mind swam in turbulent waters as I was afraid this was some sort of trap. I stammered, “Umm.” Amy reassured, “I’m serious. You are being nice enough helping us in the pouring rain, so stare all you want. In fact if you want, look me up and down right now so you know aunty I am serious.” I hesitated and asked, “Is this a trick?” Amy shook her head no, “What do you have to lose if it is? So look at desi me stare if you want. Then look at my daughters.” It was enough reassurance for me to at least look at Amy. I said, “Ok.” and I looked right at Amy’s chest. I took in how the dress clung to her wet bra. Then i looked down at how it stuck to her stomach and hips, revealing how in shape she was. And yes, then I looked at how her wet dress revealed she had on white panties, with thin string sides. I paused and stared right at her panties for long enough for her to know I was enjoying the site, then I looked up at Bhabhi her again. Amy smiled and said, “See that wasn’t so hard.” I almost chucked at her use of hard, since I was beginning to feel my cock swelling. She bit her lip softly for a moment then said, “Well I hope you believe me that it’s ok if you look, all you want.” At a loss for words I only could manage to say, “You’re quite refreshing.” Amy moved her head and flicked her eyes in the direction of her daughters. “Just look so we can get the awkwardness out of the way.” Amy paused a moment and before I could look she said, “And yes, I have noticed that you can see a lot more of them up top then you can see of me.” My brows tightened up as I acknowledged to her that I noticed. “The older one is Katie she’s 14, and the younger one is Aimee, she’s 12.” I couldn’t help but look over her shoulder at them, soaking wet, their bodies easy to see. The usual applause and cheers rang out around us, and then aunty a terrible shriek cut through it all. “I want some photos Bhabhi of this.” "DAMN RIGHT I DO," she snarled, pushing her out her tits desi into his hands, rolling her shoulders back and forth hitting him back with just her tits. I walked out of the room leaving them just staring at me. Let's go up to my bedroom where we can relax and get to know each other better," Sheila suggested, as she took my hand and led me up the stairs to her quarters. "I'm just frustrated. Brian spoke up, “Abby trust me, these guys are friends. I was in my slacks and dress shirt, a dark tie hanging down my throat. When he was gone, slowly and meaningfully, I took a few steps towards May, then sat down in front of her, facing her with a stone-cold serious look on my face. Realizing she had no choice, Lara slowly opened her mouth, tears running down her cheek when she tasted the man's salty precum on her tongue. “Wait, can I get out of this fucking hut?” she asked. After having my pussy stared at for so long I was ready son to pop. The woman protested and then said in a resigned voice, “OK but I am not swallowing the fucking stuff.” and with that mom knelt before the man and unzipped his trousers. I loved his fingers on me with other people around.