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I guess I could tag along. If you’re sure you don’t mind?” “I don’t mind at all,” Brian laughed, dismissively waving his hand. “Actually, having some company’d be really helpful, you know, keep my mind off of things, get my head outta the past. And I’m sure Steph’d feel better with you there too, rather than being all alone in a room with some random guy.” “You’re not some rand, uh, th-this isn’t just some random encounter,” Stephanie rebuked cutely as she blushed fiercely, “We, we have our battle to finish, after all.” Kelly was impressed. Stephanie’s bearing seemed a little more bold around Brian, and midway through that outburst of a protest, the girl had even managed to turn it into some sort of weird Monster Battlers reference. They’ve obviously already got Bhabhi some chemistry, if they’re left alone tonight, they’ll bang for sure, Kelly thought. With me playing third wheel here, it probably won’t happen, ‘cause she’s the shy little sperg. But, if I keep... kinda... helping her along into it, I could MAKE SURE it happens. And then, if I were to join in a li’l bit here and there and see where things lead, it’s not like she can really complain, right? And, then... Kelly realized, her mind whirling and her imagination seeming to assail her saree in a scintillating red flare of starfire... Stephanie would be on her hands and knees, arching her back mom to submissively present that prodigious ass of hers to them, and Kelly would tug that pair of sopping wet panties down over those lush thighs. Stephanie’s shy little snatch would already be oozing aunty with lubricant, eager to be split open by Brian’s thick shaft—but Kelly would remain between them. Kelly would take Brian’s rigid dick in hand and steadily jerk it, occasionally slap it on Stephanie’s offered butt, and she would draw the lovers close, alternately lapping greedily at the nectar of Stephanie’s blushing honeypot, and switching to sloppily blow the meaty cock she worked in her hand. One moment, she would be fervently french-kissing the wet folds of that quivering girl’s pink twat, and then a moment later cramming as much of Brian’s cock into her mouth as she could, slobbering Stephanie’s secretions and her own saliva up and down that shaft. Pursing her lips, with each bob of her head she would release inch after inch with a slow, messy slurp until his engorged cockhead son popped free of her mouth. The heady smell of sex would pervade the air, and in no time at all their room would fill with lewd squelching sounds and moans of ecstasy, punctuated only by the occasional slap of flesh as Kelly spanked Brian’s meat against desi Stephanie’s bottom so that she could gasp for breath. Tears began to well desi up in her eyes. I could see they were ready to answer questions. You looked up at me reached out and put saree my cock back in your mouth. Turning to me she said, "Ready son to go higher then?" It's unexpected sensation made me jump as I let out a loud squeak. Oh fuuuuuuckk!! Then we lip locked for 5 minute while mom my hands were aunty pressing her ass. Bhabhi roju roju ki chinna pilladivi avu thunav. This gave them a great view of my ass and pussy and got me wetter as well. After settling-in, I was told that her 17-year-old sister-in-law, Shirley, would have time to show me around LA since my sister could not get time off from work. I'm sure you agree.”