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Except for the wet sound of Jonathan's mouth on Katie's pussy, everything was quiet as I snuck down the short hall so that I could peek into the guestroom.I knew that the hall floor wouldn't squeak and that I would be able to see a side view of the bed from the reflection in the mirror over the dressing table. Who the hell has a dressing table in a guestroom? We do, and a well positioned one at that because neither of them was likely to be looking at the mirror and able to see me peeking in from the dark hall.I was shocked by what I saw. Not the sight of Katie lying on her back on the bed with her legs pulled back to her chest exposing and spreading her pussy, I expected that. Not even the sight of Jonathan kneeling on the floor next to the bed so that he could eat her. It was the sight of his cock bobbing as he worked on her. It was huge. Uncircumcised, about as long as Katie's forearm, and thick, much too thick to fit into Katie's little pussy, I thought.I stayed just long enough. Next morning, I woke up early. To take revenge, I placed both my hands on her naked big boobs and pulled her up. She woke up and then we did our workout.Me:- Maami, today I want to fuck you in the kitchen while you are cooking food.Maami:- Are you mad? It is dangerous son.Me:- But maami, I want to fuck you in the kitchen.Maami:- Ok baba, I will let you fuck me when I wash the utensils. I will place one of my legs on the shelf and you can fuck me from behind.Me:- Wow my randi, what an idea, you are really an experienced slut. You horny bitch.Maami:- I was never that horny dear, but your dick is increasing my sex appetite day by day. I don’t know when your maama ji will come, how will he satisfy me?Me:-Today I will fuck you so hard that you will forget about maama’s dick forever.Maami finished cooking food, then we sat at the dining table and ate the food. Then came the moment of truth, when Maami started washing the utensils.Me:-Randi, place your leg on that shelf.As soon as she put.
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