Her bags were placed by the door; she duly paid the carriage fare then watched the horse wheel around and pull up the drive and out of sight. She was ...tartled back to reality by the gruff voice of the gardener, "Have you business here madam?"She turned to face him, he touched his cap, "Sorry didn't recognise you, madam, I'll take your things to the guest room then try and locate your sister, if you'll be so good as to wait in the parlour."Arabella stood in the parlour; she busied herself by. She then broke the kiss and said, “Fuck me Rahul, please fuck me hard, I can’t wait anymore.” Without any delay, I removed my clothes hurriedly and got between her legs. I positioned my painfully erect cock on her pussy hole.I started rubbing my cock head on the wet slit of her pussy. Aunty screamed. Even I couldn’t wait anymore and just plunged my iron-hard cock into her pussy. We both screamed at the sudden pleasure that we got. Immediately aunty screamed, “Fuck me hard.”Then there was no. I went into my dads room and holy shit was i unprepared for this, as soon as i walked in i smelt the pussy, ah so lovely but as soon as i got both feet in the door im slammed against my fathers queen size bed. She quickly straddled my face and forced her G-string covered pussy into my mouth! she would pull away to ask if i was a good boy then slapped my face like i owed her money!!! She pulled her thong to the side and forced that dripping cunt over my mouth, only concerned about her own orgasm. "What?" The towel not yet secured around her, I saw her nipples immediately become hard and long from the coolness of the bathroom and from seeing my now obvious arousal. "You heard what I said. Get on your knees . . . now," I demanded. It had been too long; my intense sexual urges required immediate, rough satisfaction.She hesitated at first, but I could see in her eyes, that she was as tired as I was of the bad feelings and was eager to play. She let her towel drop to the floor and walked.
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